Time
I am disgusted with time
It ticks and tocks, on and on
Never caring that some of us need it to stop
Take a break, catch our breath
Ruminate and reflect
But time cares not
Ticks that drip like a leaky faucet
It can’t be fixed
You can put your finger in it
The pressure builds
Then spills, taking you back to where you were
Counting each heavy minute and second
I need to feel some weightlessness
Floating off in space where up is down
Sideways is down and down is up
Time makes no sense it’s all-wrong in our minds
I need to stay still and jack with time
Move on past it at the speed of light
Gravity insists you can never escape
Ah what a concept, I'll simply
Set my watch back and pretend it’s Saturday
(with a little help from a friend~thanks KA).
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