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.
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