Dark Poems Of A Sad Mind

Time

What if we're all just puppets in the hands of time
To be used and disposed like we don't have lives
The concept we've been trying so hard to grasp
Is a fickle thing and it might just blow up our minds
Time is constant and ever changing
And so is everything that's within it
But we are not constant, for time always takes us
But if it's infinite, then why can't we be
We work and we slave just to grow up and die
The time that we spent are a part of our lives
We don't spend our time, we spend part of our lives
There's no rewind in real life, make every moment count
Time is universal and personal for all
We're bound by it's laws and we're bound by it's claws
Some get better with age
But we all deteriorate
Time is a hard master and we're nothing but slaves