No Time

Time you are never on time
I could've used that years ago
My patience for you has grown thin
but i see you didn't get my memo.

I can almost feel you mocking me
as you speed up and slow down
Forcing me to live in the memories of where I've been
Instead of basking in a moment that I drown

There's no time for sleep
No time for love and love in my time
There seems to be plenty of time to process
but no time to climb

I'm tired of being at your mercy
Tired of the hands moving forward
I'm consumed with time but none for myself
Only time for the absurd

Gone are the days of winding to keep up with you
I have found that I can never keep up
So I guess submission is my only option
in order to hold my sanity and worship

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