Walk Dont Run Poem by Medusa Waves

Darling, darling-walk dont run
the air is blowing and the day's just begun
no time to waste, must be on your way
by the end, your asking where is day?
you see its sunday, and believe it is not.
you talk to many faces, but their names you've forgot
no time to waste, must be on your way
your living by your job-wondering wheres the day
and when you finally have a time to unwind
you realize that time had left your body behind
you look at a mirror, not believing its is you
and all the memories and faces you thought you once knew
all dissapear, like the once vibrant hue from your eyes