Bothered whit that’s going on.
Things are happening to fast.
Somehow I’m up tell down.
Days keep going past.
Time need to slow.
Where did it all go?
Not enough to watch a show.
Going insane like Edgar Allen Poe.
Just like the little White Rabbet,
I’m late, I’m late,
For a vary important date.
Time won’t last, so you better grab it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Time is always scanty that's because I never care just let's spend the time togather and forget about the date I got too late.