THINKING ABOUT THE FUTURE

Sitting on a chair, dont know what to write
In front of the computer, under very dim light
In the night, under the great dark sky
And thinking about the future makes me cry
The ones with whom I used to play have gone
And I am praying nothing else goes wrong
Listening to the music which is nothing but loud noise
Dying to hear my brothers and sister voice
They used to be there for me and always seemed worried
Now they all have gone or have got married
Waiting for some one to call
But I am sitting alone and staring at the wall
Used to play all the time with my father
But now he is old and is not bothered
Love to eat food made by my mother
But now she is sick and I hope she gets better
Every week used to go to my grandparents house
But now I go and see the place covered with mouse
Used to look at the stars all night long
But now I go on to the roof and even they have gone
If thats the future I prefer to breathe my last breath
Thinking About The Future .I want Death

UsMaN.S