The clock ticks inside my brain
As I lay in the casket, people will stare
A feeling of mourn without a name
Life is too short and never fair
All of this happening made me think...
We rush through all our lives,
To be doctors, lawyers, or even housewives
Nobody stops to see the life they've made,
The worthiness of the price they've paid.
Is it all worth it in the end?
Some say yes, some say no.
I think it's worth one lifetime friend.
The end is here, it's time to go.
-SH 1999
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