Time is fleeting
Time is ending
And there's nothing you can do
From the day you where born
You are destined to die
Dying is the only thing I know I can do right
Waiting is the hardest thing to do.
Why must we wait for so long
Why must we be looked down on if we wish to do the one thing we are good at earlier then we should?
Why must I live so long
Time is ending one minute at a time.
