At this very second

Fourteen, an age that only happens once.
Every evening is just another night,
Or so it appears.

I'm losing more time every second.
Each moment happens quicker than the last,
my clock is ticking so is yours.

There's just no way I've experienced all that life has to offer.
It just can not be possible!
I'll live and I'll die,
But I still wouldn't have lived the best.

Each memory is better than the last,
All are the most recent.
Tests are meant to be taken,
and so are my breathes.

What would happen if a bullet hit my brain,
At this very second?
Each little life experience is all down the drain.

I'm only fourteen once,
I only get a year.
How many more days do I get,
Until my life is up?