Killing Time

~~Killing Time

For the last fifteen
(or thirty- four) years
I’ve been killing time,
Waiting for my life to begin,
Then suddenly in a flash it hits me
THIS is my life most certainly:
I live twenty four hours day by day
Rarely considering my future way
Somehow I’m stuck in a perpetual now
Rarely considering where or how
To build success- to make something of my life:
Career? Girlfriend? Children? A wife?