I Wonder

It's a pitch dark night and a blood red moon 
I start to feel like a flower ready to bloom 
noticing a reason for life may be near 
it's coming close but still ain't clear 
why didn't death choose me next 
is there some reason for me not to rest 
all these questions but no answers to find 
so I just have to wait and wait for my time 
maybe death isn't that bad 
maybe there's an afterlife with things I never had 
I guess life is something to cherish alot 
and notice all the good things life got 
I'll push away hate and bring in the love 
and one day maybe one day my soul will be sent to rest above