Bothered whit that’s going on.
Things are happening to fast.
Somehow I’m up tell down.
Days keep going past.
Time need to slow.
Where did it all go?
Not enough to watch a show.
Going insane like Edgar Allen Poe.
Just like the little White Rabbet,
I’m late, I’m late,
For a vary important date.
Time won’t last, so you better grab it.
lilly mandrell
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-237/
