Time - Poem by Forever Krysia
Time is a funny thing
It can be the greatest or worst thing in your life
Or your enemy
It can stand still when things are going wonderfully
Slow down or speed up when things get worse
For me time is at a crawl.
I live day to day
Hour to hour
Minute to minute
Second to second
And for what?
We all die at the end anyway
Do you see this girl standing here before you?
The smile painted on her face?
Don't laugh because that girl is me.
I can't move forward and I can't move back
That is what time has done to me
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