Stagnant

There aren't enough hours in the day, But i've always got too much time on my hands. It all goes racing by at a speed just this side of zero. And what good is that? I mean, What good is anything? I mean, What good is there left or left to find? Whatever is out there to discover, I don't have enough time. Or I don't want to uncover it. Or I can't bear it without you. I can't really bear a thing without you. You see, There is a difference in the pain from someone scratching at the surface versus someone digging their way out from the inside of your stomach.