I chase after time, day after day after day. Yet time forever eludes me, always running away. It has the speed of the wind, with an incredible pace. And always leaves me behind, in this never-ending race. No matter how much I run, Iβll never be as fast. I may catch up for awhile, but I can never last. Time is always in front, and it is always ahead. It has long since ran over, the path that I now tread. Yet although chasing after time, is impossibly tough. I will continue to chase time, cause I havenβt chased enough.
9/24/11
I never have enough time to do everything I need to do.