A game played by so many
As if they are the puppet masters to the reality in which they
Appear to falter
The excuses thrown at the board like the dice among gamblers
Trying to stop time from escaping their grasps
The role in life we play as one may very
Upon a vast amount of reasons
But chuck your excuses elsewhere
The time continues to tick
Even without you
As life takes you like a tidal wave
The sand follows through
As life becomes the hour glass
Never waiting for you