Time the only constant thing in my life

Always progressing, never regressing

Moving forward with rapid succession, the gears of my eternal the clock turning

Days and nights pass on to weeks, 

Experiences pass by like traffic on a busy freeway 

Deep into darkness of the night I am left to my thoughts

Thoughts of time, the tormentor of my dreams

As I wept, slowly time crept

And as I wiped the tears, I realize my biggest fears

The fear to skate through under the radar

Yearning to stick out like a healthy single Basswood tree in a dead field of wheat, shading the patrons below

Providing for the world that has provided me for so long

Doing everything I can to slow down and rejoice the precious moments of immaturity

Once reality makes its way in, the child in me will cease to be seen again

Contributing to a greater cause to distract myself from the hands all around me

As time ticks, my infinite war begins to click

A never ending battle with myself to accomplish the goals I set

Before I leave this world just as soon as I stepped foot on it