Time Moves on Constantly Ever faithful Never altering Its unrelenting path Onwards, its beating rhythm Pulsating, reverberating As the days turn into centuries Waiting for no man, ad infinitum.
this if from a girl who once thought her feet could stop climbing to the roof she didn’t think she needed to fall from it anymore but then she realized she could fly into the oblivion no matter all the **** people would throw in her direction