I tried distraction
and asking nicely
But yielded no action
or response, precisely
  
I begged, I pleaded
to the hourglass master
To bring future I needed
to appear much faster

Yet time ticked on
at a snail's pace, alas
and I wanted to be gone
To smash the hourglass

I waited and waited
To be in my prime
Continually grated
by the crawl of time

Until I eventually realized
the fault in my ways
That I had idealized
the passage of days

So I'm trying to live
in the here and now
The present's mine to give
and in time I'll learn how