My Time Will Come Around

My time will come around When all will put me down Then I will not be found And then there will be no sound. That time will come so fast When they will talk of my past Then that horror again will last Then at me they will no longer laugh. They will then look into their mirrors They will see their hope and their heroes They will then come and they will go They will have their pluses and their zeros. I have seen the mistake that I have made It haunts me every night and day I don't know what to do or say All I want is to secretly slip away. I see my world as it falls apart I feel the pounding of my heart Of this world I am not a part I wish mine would end and theirs to start. I see myself all alone No one needs me so I do roam I have no place to call my home I am nobody so I am not known. I am a man without a place I am a person without a race I am a clown without a face I am destiny without any haste. Everyone knows the things I don't know They get smarter and I get old I am so lonely on the road I stand alone in the rain and cold. I should die or never been born I feel ugly as my soul deformed Everyone one else is loved and adorned For myself I will never be mourned. Someday I know that I will die Everyone still will toss me aside I was never needed so then not alive At me its better to laugh and never to cry. Randy L. McClave