And there is not a lot to do,
But time also goes very quickly,
Depending on you,
Depending on how you treat your free time,
And how your free time treats you.
Waste a minute, that's acceptable,
Until there's nothing that you do.
Until you look back at any given day,
And realize there is nothing you can say,
Other than you lived and existed but,
There is nothing that you made.
And it's alright,
It's true, there're already a lot of things,
But nothing made by exactly you,
Proclaiming your being.