WHEN IS IT MY TURN

WHEN IS IT MY TURN When is it my turn? When I have no more family members And it's so hard to remember It's even hard to remember the time I laughed I want to know everything about my past There are so many questions I have to ask Who will tell me about my family history Who will tell me about my journey I can only recall the stories in my mind I'm just trying not to leave any stories behind Besides some old letters and pictures I'm just trying to determine what is fact and what is fiction I miss my family so much They are the reason I'm the man that I become Now every day I have to worry about what is next And I hope my future has a positive effect Life is like a revolving door It's something in my life I can never ignore And every day I have to keep asking myself When is it my turn