Time

Time It is an endless chime It comes and goes And no one ever knows How to truly manage it Do we make plans to fit Or should we leave in the present I don’t know But what I do know People always show What they think is best Or is it all a test Plans or YOLO? I believe in fate And usually make a date Of my days And I am stuck in my ways But I always fear That I grow near To my time When I am not fine That I may not be complete Because I always stayed so neat So we should all know Not to wait for the show And to act It is a fact That time is not endless for me and you That is certainly true So take my advice And get up and live your life Because as I said I made my own bed And am stuck in my ways And hope tomorrow is not my end of days