As I ponder over the world’s vast sea

I always think of what my life will be 

Will it be it be blue or maybe gray

Or will it be orange when I can say

What will become of earth’s decay

Will pessimism still reign

Over my past and present pain

Or will I be happy later on

When all troubles will be gone

Will the want of fame be there

Or will I have already succeeded there

I wish I could know what comes next

But my wild mind is always vexed

I wait for those 15 minutes to come

When I can make a handsome sum

It may sound greedy but I don’t know

Who doesn’t want their wealth to grow

All in all I want the world to be

Never really what I see

But for that sight to come one day

God I hope and God I pray