Time

There's never enough

Overwhelmed by too much

We all feel the need to rush

But then it's halted by a touch

The fickle feel of some ordeal where we have no control

It has no boss it grows no moss

An ever-changing soul

When seconds go by so slow

And hours fly on the road

Always ventured towards the known

But also tempted going rogue

A journey down the rabbit would offer clarity

What scares me most, to drive the coast

And find I'm finally free

From time

Time

Time

Time

Time, time