Tick tock Goes the clock That's sitting on that wall I can hear it since I'm not so far away
Oh how annoying I've felt too many letters on a page Saying something of that variety
My patience has gone and aged Getting weak and thin I hate that clock just like I hate time these days
There it goes again... Time Time describing age Even if it's just by years or decades It's all just a measurement of time It's something that we cannot escape Something that even describes the time it takes until we reach a certain point far away
It goes on and on And is used in many ways
But what happens if it stops Would the sun still set and rise Would we all be frozen and set with no time to measure our lives
The seconds... Minutes And hours Would probably still be there Since there needs to be a measurement If not time than what Would we become
What if there were no days And we were just floating around endlessly
And then there's something that I just realized Time isn't just the measurement of our lives But it's the measurement in which we live by 7:00, 11:00, 12:00 meaning midnight It all just goes by "In a blink of an eye" This has got me thinking.... Could we instead use words to keep track of time "How long does it take to make coffee" Could you possibly say "As long as it takes for you to get a high school degree " (And yes that was meant to be funny) But then again we all go at our different paces So it wouldn't be as accurate.
This has caused me to think hard Which is what I do most of the time There it goes again.... time
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Stop.
-The "Blind Girl"
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