Time of my Life
I've been searching for a real meaning to this question:
What's is the meaning of life?
Why are we here?
What are we doing here?
What happens later on after we all die?
Why are we living to die?
Yes, life can be great sometimes. But right now, it does not seem that way at all.
Seniors are leaving in 5 school days. Another season of high school swimming is over. Will we be able to swim next year? I always tell myself yes. But Measure H did not pass by 0.8% a few days ago. We will get another chance to pass it in November.
What would life be like?
I don't understand.
I feel like I'm stuck. Unable to move.
I've been waiting,
For my dreams to turn into something
I could believe in
I'm searching for that magic rainbow across the horizon
When will be the Time of my life?
I'm not so sure.
