My Days Poem by thomas tromblee

My days are going by me so fast…. Flying right by me…. They are just too fast for me to keep up. When I’m in my days I’m feeling I’m standing still, watching everyone move along with their life’s… making me feel like I’m always one step behind. I try and I try to keep up but It always seems I’m just a mile behind. Why are my days have to go so fast on this track we call life? These days have been sad when I just can’t keep up with this changing world of ours. But I won’t give just like that. I’m going wi fly past this world someday and I will make sure this dream comes true someday... I will try with all heart to achieve this goal. O yeah, someday I will make this world turn my way...my way… my way…