A Useful Person

 You wake up each morning
Hoping you won't die,
Hoping the world hasn't forgotten you.

You go about your day working,
Playing, talking with friends,
All the while asking
Is this it?

You work because without work you would die.
You work because if you didn't work,
You would be useless.
And no one wants to be useless. 

Staring at yourself in the mirror,
You can't help but think
Why is life like this?
Why do I have to work everyday
Just to prove I'm as good as everybody else?
Does that mean that if I die
Everyone will forget about me
Including my friends and family?

No one answers.
The world moves on. 
You work hard
And pray you aren't replaced.

But more and more
You see news stories about new creations
Destined to replace you,
Destined to make you and everyone else obsolete.

So now we are forced to ask ourselves
Before it's too late,
Just how long will we be useful?