"Time"
We spend our days watching time,
All it ever does is climb,
We are taken by its beauty,
Scared that our time is a waste,
Time is poetic,
It is never understood,
We take it for granted,
We can't take it slow like we should,
Because while I'm writing,
I've started to see,
This thirty seconds of writing,
May seem like an eternity,
Sadly it has been wasted,
I'm only somewhat sorry,
But now you may see,
Time doesn't slow down,
For you or for me.
