I really don't give a damn about things I should.
I have lived and done so much in this short life of mine.
It is sad how fast life goes by and leaves us out of time.
Could I have done better? I guess I would.

I am one year older than when my father died.
I have maybe five to seven more years to go.
With lots of luck, I still have time to show,
That I wasn't here just to reside.

What am I to accomplish now?
The answer is hard to understand.
Could it be that I have done all that I will or can?
Maybe not but to do more, I wonder how.

My main objective is to stay alive.
Check my blood sugar and pressure.
Exercise, eat right, and find some of life's pleasure.
Take all the medicines the doctors prescribe.

Down the backside of the mountain I am speeding,
Having left the crest in my wake.
A strong grip on the steering and a foot on the brake.
From the valley below, voices and music are beckoning.