My Time

Time go's slow
Time go's fast
Why is it everytime
I blink it feels like an
Hour has passed
Sitting alone hearing
The old clock
Wording why
Why do I do things
Why am I the way I am
Why do people leave
No I need to get out of my head
Time has value
Don't waste it on wondering why
Don't sit there in your feeling
Because everytime you blink
An hour has passed
An hour turns into a day
A day into a week
A week into a month
An before you know it
Your leaving home