When all is said and done...

When all is said and done, am i meant to die or live? Will i die young, as the girl with a promising future and a plentiful number of crying faces leering over my dead corpse. Or will i die old, alone and having no further promise of love or life, only knowledge of things no one will listen to. Sometimes I feel as if I'm meant to die early just to be another sad chapter in someone else's book. And other times I feel as if it is my book that is being written and the only way it can end is with me growing old, meant to wither away, until there's nothing and no one left.
Which is a better option? To not know what you could have missed out on but you shall be remembered and deeply loved, or to let years pass you by as you lose loved ones day after day until there is no one left to love you...?
Because dear reader, time is a fickle thing, and works in mysterious ways. And for me i believe these might be my only options. And no i am not to suggest something as gastly as suicide, but instead just a tremor in the universe holding my life hostage until it waits for the right time to snip my tether to earths existence. Maybe i am meant for great things? Or maybe i have already done them. Only time will tell. But sadly for us all, they don't like to reveal their secrets...so once again i ask to the universe, am i meant to live or die?