A Waste of Oxygen
A TOTAL WASTE OF OXYGEN
As we turn the pages of our life
And we reach the final chapter
We realize it's been pretty entertaining
Now what the hell comes after
Well it all depends on who you talk to
No one has a definitive answer
Until you reach that crossover point
Hopefully avoiding dreaded cancer
If there was a way of maybe a preview
To prepare us for what's to come
We might wanna change this and that
To delay that last final run
Guess I don't want to know the exact date
Kinda freaky I'd hasten to say
When approaching that final moment
What would be my last foray
What if I've done nothing really special
I die and I'm all but forgotten
That dreaded fear, it was all for nothing
A total waste of oxygen
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2018
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