Time really goes by fast and it scared me.
To see and feel, the world around me changes with time.
As for me, maybe I'll stay the same or fading away with this fast-paced time.
I want to be eaten by time but I also want the world to give me even one more hour.
Everyone else moved forward but I still sat on the same seat.
So I begged the world, to God to give me a little more time, even if it's only half an hour.
YOU ARE READING
𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯
Randomwriting this because I've been sick and have nowhere else for my feelings to be heard of
