Life Entire (writing game 3)

I started to write this poem:

They say I am young, I have plenty of time
But what if they are wrong and this is the last moment of mine
My life consists of looking forward, waiting for what I am suppose to do
Plans, schedules, expectations and such
I don’t what this anymore, I’ve had enough

And it inspired this short text:

The word, life entire frightens me. Sometimes it hits me just how fragile life is. It frightens me how most of my life is about things for the future. I make money, so that I in a year can go to America, I study for 6 years so that I someday can teach. It bothers me that these things are taking precious time from the things that I really want. And people might say, “You are young, you have plenty of time”, but what if I don’t have lots of time. What if I die tomorrow and haven’t experienced life to its fullest. I only have one life and I should live every day as my last, but it is not easy to do so. Life entire reminds me of my life, my dreams and my happiness. Life entire gives me the feeling of wanting it all, here, now and never looking back. Life entire inspires me to appreciate every day even though the day is simple and doesn’t consist of much. Life entire opens my eyes to the beautiful and simple things that life brings me, so that I never feel that a day is wasted.