Sometimes I feel like I keep dying

Feel like I’m leaving myself behind
I seek to be positive, believe that I’m trying
I tell myself that there are new adventures to find

So I keep on seeking new tales to tell
With hope that I’ll make something of myself
Hope that I’ll be able to ring the bell
And be more than a picture on a dusty shelf

So I’ll endure, endeavor, and adventure
I’ll learn to be unafraid of being afraid
I’ll keep writing new pages until I wear dentures
And look back on the progress I’ve made

And so I’ll do all of this and more
I’ll sit back and enjoy the long drive
I’ll look forward to what new journeys have in store
Because I simply love being alive