Time
What the future holds for us, no one knows
I stay up all night, head racing with thoughts
Thinking what is ahead and how it goes
Life is like a story, filled with crazy plots
Those childhood days are way over now
Days of carelessness diminish to dust
Growing up, moving on, I must know how
Leaving, saying goodbye with all my must
Yet I need to focus on living life
Enjoy each day, don't worry about the past
Pushing past regrets; will be without strife
Living everyday like it is your last
And though one chapter in my life is done
A new chapter in my life has begun
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