Never less, Never more

Don't talk about yesterday, or tomorrows,
lets talk about now.
where are we?
who are we?
when will we be who we've always wanted to be?
questions fill our heads like endless quotations, and what ifs, who cares, so what's.
the endless stream of thoughts ransack my brain.
who ever thought life was simple, or easy, obviously wasn't living...

I want to be this, and do that, and see all.
But by the time I can, and have money, and life sorted out for a few minutes.
I'll be tired, and old, and wrinkles will start to appear on my skin.
like a little scaly reminder that my years have ticked   on and on,
and the little life that's still in me... Will soon be gone.