The story of Today that kissed yesterday,
But soon forgot about it tomorrow
Father Time being around the corner,
Was stealing time off the Grandfather clock
Without anymore hours left to borrow

And as the tides of time
Were constantly pulling and pushing
Before and After were dancing in distant silhouettes;
Constantly moving...

I learned a lonely second is a low as feeling alone
An author of writing out all the tiny beautiful moments,
We seem not to have any control or authority
As we are all bound by Time's law

Where should I go?
Why do I go?
if compassion is found in this land.

Is it my eyes or
some of you are actually white
wearing some wig
hiding that gore
the lil seven sisters
committing when alone.

Fabricated lives, customized self
wearing lies straight from Ralph
this isn't the shadow casted on your soul
it's the tailored tainted core
mirroring multiple images
like trail R in a store.

So afraid showing chromatic phase
undergoing perfectly placed transparent planes
shredding skin, playing games
back stabbing *****, sparking flames
loyal ain't, changing clubs
filling ears as if making it rub.