ive always been one to write my thoughts down, and lately ive been feeling really down..i dont know why..have you ever woken up asking yourself..where the fuck is my life heading..so i guess i just write my own questions to myself and in the end it all comes out in a better perspective, cuz who knows, maybe someobody else has the same questions...i hope..
where has time gone..
has it gone home or just passed me by
what if the world was square and we all could fly..
then maybe i could run and fall onto another side
where has time gone
hours turn to days..an days into years
but yet im still stuck here..shifting gears
the sun trades shifts ..and up comes the moon
im still sitting here thinking....alone in my room
where has time gone....
pondering and walking..wall to wall
phone is ringing..but i ignore her calls
days seemed so easy when i was just 15
yeah i was worried..but not like this...
you know what i mean?
options fade..along with the next scene
oh where..oh where..tell me..oh where
HAS THE TIME GONE
walk out the door..and get on my bike
time changes alot..for in the begining we all rode a trike
pedaling faster an faster into the night
puddles reflect the glistening light
riding till the feeling feels right
where has time gone..
yesterday held the same shit as today
sometimes i think about drinking..
maybe my problems will all just go away
where has time gone
why do we sleep..for its only a pause
waking up hoping for a suprise..
like a child..waiting for santa clause
only to awake to a lump of coal in our laps..
realizing that our lives are small..an just crap
where the fuck has time gone
so there it is..its small but yet it touched me in a way..which is weird cuz my writings always seem to do that. I'm tired of being in a relationship where that person bitches about everything i do wrong and tries to tell me how i should be..you should be with that person cuz you love everything about them including their faults..and im tired of people telling me that im not appreciative cuz i am, ive always worked for what i want in life and i am appreciative of the shit i have an the people in it..so if they dont like it or the way i react to certain shit then they can shove it cuz im done
where has time gone..
has it gone home or just passed me by
what if the world was square and we all could fly..
then maybe i could run and fall onto another side
where has time gone
hours turn to days..an days into years
but yet im still stuck here..shifting gears
the sun trades shifts ..and up comes the moon
im still sitting here thinking....alone in my room
where has time gone....
pondering and walking..wall to wall
phone is ringing..but i ignore her calls
days seemed so easy when i was just 15
yeah i was worried..but not like this...
you know what i mean?
options fade..along with the next scene
oh where..oh where..tell me..oh where
HAS THE TIME GONE
walk out the door..and get on my bike
time changes alot..for in the begining we all rode a trike
pedaling faster an faster into the night
puddles reflect the glistening light
riding till the feeling feels right
where has time gone..
yesterday held the same shit as today
sometimes i think about drinking..
maybe my problems will all just go away
where has time gone
why do we sleep..for its only a pause
waking up hoping for a suprise..
like a child..waiting for santa clause
only to awake to a lump of coal in our laps..
realizing that our lives are small..an just crap
where the fuck has time gone
so there it is..its small but yet it touched me in a way..which is weird cuz my writings always seem to do that. I'm tired of being in a relationship where that person bitches about everything i do wrong and tries to tell me how i should be..you should be with that person cuz you love everything about them including their faults..and im tired of people telling me that im not appreciative cuz i am, ive always worked for what i want in life and i am appreciative of the shit i have an the people in it..so if they dont like it or the way i react to certain shit then they can shove it cuz im done
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apsara:
your poem describes exactly what i feel everyday.
user209834982:
I think most people feel that way at some point