The clock on the wall goes
Tick tock, tick tock,
All day long,
Without a care in the world.
The clock on the wall goes
Tick tock, tick tock,
Without realising that it's counting,
Counting down the seconds to your death.
The clock on the wall goes
Tick tock, tick tock,
Taking away precious seconds,
With each movement of it's hand.
The clock on the wall goes
Tick tock, tick tock,
And even when your time runs out,
That clock on the wall will never stop.
It will keep on ticking
And tocking
Until the end of time.
And then it will stop.
(Unless the batteries run out first)
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Why do I even try to write poems?
PuisiSo I decided to write some poems, about different things. Most are about love or quite depressing. I will warn you now, I am not a poet, not many of my poems rhyme. None of them are any good. But at least I try, try to make people smile when they re...
