Why do we worry so much?
Why do we work so hard?
Why do we wake up each day?
In hopes for a better tomorrow?
There's so many things out there, but we often keep to ourselves.
The adventures laid out for us, often get swept under dust.
We worry about the greatest and the smallest of things,
But we never realised,
What if we don't get past tonight?
Will we still get to worry tomorrow?