HourGlass

Looking through the hourglass years pass like hours pass afraid to ask things no one asks it would mean you were the accuser who took advantage of every person who came across your path the good life you say you want it but you keep running from it behind the past comes to remind you of all you lack pulls your inner insecurities fears you find it hard to face when you do you hear them laugh disconnected slowly fading away ones concerned I don't even call back another friend burned How I do it without even thinking of it I want to quit they all around slip into my consciousness my end comes quicker than I least expect