Clock

The clock’s been chasing me in circles.
I’m always on the run.
Each time I think I’ve gained a lead,
it catches right back up.

There’s no escaping the cycle.
There is no place to hide.
No matter where you go,
there always exists time.

We notice it occasionally,
in a class or taking a tough test,
but we sometimes do forget it
when focused on the rest.

And these lost moments of our lives escape us,
never to come back,
cuz while the clock still spins in circles,
the course of our life is a one-way track.

And it’s sad that we can’t stop it
or slow it down or save each day,
because no matter how perfect today may be,
the sweeping hand of the clock clears it away