Is life what you give?
Or is life what you get?
There is so much I’ve done I wish to forget
Yet I try to move on, let go of regret
Is all that I am today
All that I am each day?
Is it greedy to want more, or but a drive to achieve?
I wish to be more than the life that I lead
Is time really so short?
Or as infinite as thought?
Each day I stand so still, life I neglect
What have I done with my time? Not much yet