There’s never enough
of something human produced:
time.
Constantly running out.
But what is it really?
Seconds turn into
minutes, turn into
hours, turn into
days, turn into
weeks, turn into
months,
years,
decades,
centuries,
what does that even mean?
So much to do,
so little motivation.
So much to accomplish
in a tight amount of time.
Deadlines.
In order to be successful,
you must finish within
this time frame.
Otherwise, it’s not valid.
It shows dedication,
determination,
oh, and all the stress
you endured to finish
this assignment.
It never ends;
school work, turns into
college work, turns into
real work, translates into
stress,
worrying,
sleep deprivation,
slight insanity.
And all for what?
Time.
An idea.
Philosophy we have all bought into,
and chosen to believe.
Following a strict pattern,
that promotes efficiency,
and insanity.
Tick tock
goes your life,
don’t forget to live it
as it busily ticks
away from you.
