Time

It was only a matter of time...and they told me time was the essence of everything.It was time that decided how wise we were, but for me it seems that I wasn't wise at all.It seems that I have just grown with these mistakes buried in my bones. It seems I have just grown...with disappointment in my eyes, I didn't realize that it was time that decides. Time that decides our fate, and time that decides our own character. Those with age and those without it, it was time that decided. Buried in a sea of questions upon my own self-conscious, I recall all of those "times" I was afraid, and I did not want it to decide my fate. One choice for the rest of my life is that all time?It's difficult to see that all those around me have decided as if they were born to do so. I had difficulty expressing who I was, and with time standing there , I had no choices, no path, and no time...I was left like those in a bundle of overthinking...and my thoughts consumed me each day...