Afraid...

Am I looking forward to death? in clueless...

sometimes in my bed i turn
waiting for the nightmares to fade
and to live again a life
for i've been waiting to exhale

i wonder what i'm afrid of
this life or the one after
for i know none beyond the grave
but am afraid of the one i have

am afraid of the routine
the mundane life i live
afraid that i will be
unable to live till i die

they say they are afraid
of the unkown afterlife
i am afraid that i still can't decipher
the meaning of life that i have

i picture myself in death
lying on my final retire
am afraid that i still could not
understand this worldly satire...