Time

Some days you fly past like you have wings, just like an athlete

Some days, it feels like molasses is stuck on your feet

Days are spent watching the clock,

But still, it seems that time is all about being in a block

Tick tock tick tock goes the clock

Marching onwards, without a stop

Sometimes I wish I could pause time

Letting me gather my memories, but that’s a paradigm

For time never stops for anyone

It’s an illusion to think it can be broken

So savour every moment of your life

Don’t let time lead you to strife