Time

As if it really existed, prized moments clicking away
Tick tock
Running late to the start, to the train, to the finish
Wasting the day
Chasing the clock rubbing my worry rock ridges
Tick tock
Burning bridges no room for the small talk
Missing the view
And the things that I should or couldn’t really do
Tick tock
As if time really existed or mattered anyway

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