Three

Whatever way you look at it, we will die alone, 
Be it loveless through all life, or love taken from you. 

(I don't want to be sad any more) 

And Even If you did die in someones arms, 
You would have never have the chance to say goodbye. 

Life is very long. 

Everyday I drag myself through, the drain of mediocrity, 
But when I'm old if I make it that far, I know I'll say, life is so very short. 
But sadly, I already feel like I've lived too long, 
I'm tired and I can't sleep. Fifty years is daunting to me. 

I don't think I can make it that far.