Have you ever stopped to look around?
Yes, ashamed at what I found.
When looking around what did you see?
The wasted lives surrounding me.
What is it, sad, that shamed you so?
People who thought time moves so slow.
How did you realize not to waste time?
By seeing how life can stop on a dime.
Why worry about the ones you hold dear?
Because losing my friends is my greatest fear.
How don't you waste Gods gift from above?
By spending more time with the ones that you love.
How do you make each special moment not past?
By living each moment like it was your last.
What do you hope to come of this rhyme?
For people to stop...wasting their time.
Feb 28, 2012
Feb 28, 2012 at 9:54 PM UTC
Have you ever stopped to look around?
Yes, ashamed at what I found.
When looking around what did you see?
The wasted lives surrounding me.
What is it, sad, that shamed you so?
People who thought time moves so slow.
How did you realize not to waste time?
By seeing how life can stop on a dime.
Why worry about the ones you hold dear?
Because losing my friends is my greatest fear.
How don't you waste Gods gift from above?
By spending more time with the ones that you love.
How do you make each special moment not past?
By living each moment like it was your last.
What do you hope to come of this rhyme?
For people to stop...wasting their time.
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