Thinking

Been thinking lately, what have I been doing for the rest of my life?
Not much I guess.Been complaining almost all the way. Just attend a funeral.
Seeing those toombstones, imagining if I am dead, would be a lot of people attend my funeral? And what did I achieve? Have I been useful for others? Have I been good enough to others? Is there anyone that really hates me? Those thoughts really go through my mind. Have I made my parents proud of what I’ve achieved for my whole life?

Yes, made me think to just do what I want to do without procastinating it. Yes, before I lose my breath and can not do anything anymore because I am dead.

Thank you God for letting me have these thoughts.