IÂ’m too old to realize,
Yet too young to understand
The way this world works
As life gets out of hand.

As I see my life pass by
In front of my eyes,
I can tell you that my
Frustration is no surprise.

With so much to do
In so little time,
I begin to wonder
Whether I should start to climb
To the place I want to be,
Or just sit and stare
Up there silently,
Without getting anywhere.

Days pass by like minutes
As my restless state grows,
Where will I be tomorrow?
No one really knows.

Now I can comprehend
Why the Lord had said,
‘Mankind was created weak’*,
As the weight sits on my head.