Future of life?

The future of life?
The clues are in the past
Other's,
Theirs,
And morely,
Your own

I miss my old life
The one I used to live
The one that looks so good in the pictures I flick through
Even though
Some good,
Some bad,
I hope one day I'll look back on a picture of today and think
'I miss my old life'
I'm sure I was doing something right-then, becasue I think that-now
And would be doing something right-now, if I went on to think it-again

I'm young for an old man
The frown lines are starting to settle in
Maybe I should smile more?

You can try to be happy
Or choose to be sad
Is every girl really so attractive
Or am I just in a good mood?
Surely everyone can't be this annoying
It must be me

Who's made you sadded?
Who makes you happied?

'The future is here'
But soon gone
Now I'm older
Life’s not what I'd expected
Not what I thought it would be
It's like all these years have been a lie
A buildup for something I wasn't preparing for

The more you read
The less you write
The more you talk
The less you listen
The less you give
The less you get
The more you give
The more get
Obvious!-when it's written down

If you're going to be anything
Be original
If you're going to do anything
Do it well
Be good
With people
And with things you do

Because in the end
All walls will crumble
All statues will fall
And all mountains will turn to dust
And all you had was you, your thoughts, your people, your time

My hands are starting to look old
Maybe I should wear gloves?

Life is just a phase we go through
In between dying
And getting born

The future of life?

When I can grow a beard I'll call myself a grown up
Until then
I'll keep on pretending