"Why do these things happen"
We whisper to ourselves lowly
Time won't stop it won't stand still
Time is closing in slowly
Everything's happening at once
And how do I stop it? How?
Time is trying to strike me
Time is closing in now
They say take a deep breath
They don't know a damn thing
Time is racing against me
And time is going to win
If I could stop it I would
But no one cares what I want
Time is flying by like a rocket
Time just won't hault
The future terrifies me
I don't know what to expect
Time is a mother to her child
Time is pain and neglect
But if we can't stop it face it
Like a sun from a growing dawn
Time is like a bandage
Soon the pain will be gone
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The Misunderstood- Poems
PoetryThis is a poem I wrote for those people (especially teenagers like myself) who feel trapped or scared sometimes. Hope you like it! Will write more if people like it!
