Time

It’s not that I’m against you,       

And its definitely not that I’m with you,

It’s just that I’m tediously lagging behind,   

I’m finding it hard to catch up with your overwhelming speed,  

And you're so hard to find.

Soon, I will just lead to being a failure, 

As I'm muttering quietly,

Watching the generation run right past me,   

Just why do I find it hard,  

Just why is it so hard to follow your path?

Wait for me! Wait for me!

Don’t make me deserted in my own flow!

At times though,

you can feel slow,

As if I’d even care to put up for a race,   

I could stand for days, weeks months and years, waiting for you to speed up, But why don't you pick up your pace?

Why is it then I feel so agitated?

Why is it then I want you to hurry?

Why is it now I start to worry?

Soon I will lead to being a failure,

Muttering quietly,

Bored, watching the next generation- just crawl past me,

Why do I find it so hard to stay with you?  

Why do I find it hard to follow your path? 

Catch up with me! Catch up with me!

Don’t make me deserted in my own flow!

WHY DO YOU FEEL SO SLOW BUT GO SO FAST?     

Time Why cant you make it worth while last??