Units of Measurement

Every day we're shedding skin Every hour I shrugged off my shoulders a version of myself that danced away with the thoughts that wouldn't dare to linger These days like this when i can't seem to get ahold of myself and everything around me feels so empty That clock tick ticking away so loud sometimes it's the only sound I can hear at all Its only time passing I don't put my faith in such things, that it offers any relief yet it does somehow an abstract idea.. a unit of measurement It shouldn't be a burden nor a comfort But here we are, here I am Watching clocks, wasting time Praying as it passes by That Everything's going to be ok