My Introspection In Life

Now, in my old age Life seems so lackadaisical Everything I do I thought it wisely Everything I do I'm too careful Everything seems in slow motion I've always thought about my ending here I introspect, I recollect my days of youth I would like to make forgiveness To people I have done wrong To think of goodbye is a temporary restrain I'm taking my soul as my important keeping I think of my good deeds now as keepsake When my time will come, I'll be the most happy Everything in my life now geared to spirituality For I can say that without God and immortality There is no truth in me, all that's in me means nothing.