Lyssa's Poem Book

Time

I feel like Time has a disorder

It can't make up it's mind

It can be evil

But it can be kind

When I want something soon, it takes a thousand years

But if I dread it, it speeds at me like a bullet

If you're in it it feels like it could last forever,

But it will be over in the blink of an eye

Why, oh why

Time, why are you so cruel?

Just let me get my dreams for more than a moment

Or let me avoid the things I hate

By saying "it's far away"

I could say a million things or even tell my life story

If it gave me a chance

But Time only gives enough for a superficial statement,

One they hear every day

What I did was enough

I have to remind myself

Time is a blessing and a curse

Because I meant what I said

And I think they felt it

All I ever wanted was what they know now

But they're gone, and now I feel so alone

They still don't know my name

Time, how could you let this happen?