Minutes walk passed,
Hours begin to run,
Soon the days are sprinting by,
Just to notice nothings been done.

Weeks are over,
Next a month,
Wherever did the time seem to run?

There were plans,
So many forgotten.
Things I meant to do last week,
Have all but blown up.

What happened to the time I once had?
Life is just moving way too fast.
Bills have piled up,
Money is tight.
I don't see Christmas coming this year,
Or even next year, to be right.

Minutes have taken off,
Hours without a trace.
Now all that's left,
Is to dig myself a grave.

Too bad we've all turned to must,
I would have had a nice time digging up dust,
Time flew by us all,
Even before digging our own hole.