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TIME


Today is the day I realized I was one day going to die

It makes me think of how I’ve spent 5840 days of my life

Every second I cherish is every second i let fade away

Because a second only lasts for 0.006% of your day

By this word in the poem the first word is etched in our past

And when you look at a clock the present barely lasts

and when you look at a clock the future is traced

down to the time where it will be replaced

It’s a daily reminder of how fast time passes away

time is a variable that cant be explained

if that wernt true our age would never gain

but time like death creeps on by 

And if we truely lived 

life would be just fine

 

We would truly be happy….

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