Clocks That Don’t Keep Time
They say life’s not a race and I’m not behind
But my biggest enemy is the clock that keeps time
I fall down and fall short and try to catch up
But it seems that I’m just never enough
I know it’s a lie and that I may not be right
We’re all on different journeys, we live different lives
Walking paths that turn and bend and turn again
I just can’t seem to get out of my head
Days turn to months and months into years
Until yesterday is a memory of laughter and tears
Still it seems that I’m left in the dust the world made
While everyone else is ahead on the roads that they paved
Maybe when I’m older, I’ll live in a house by the sea
Sit by the window where I can see
The waves crash in and roll back out
I’ll stay in that house that is mine
With a clock that is broken and doesn’t keep time
Copyright © Sarah Walker | Year Posted 2024
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