time

Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock,

Rings the Clock,

Going in that eternal song,

The continuance of time,

The space of it, rather,

For when does it end?

Is it even real?

Is it just the order of what things happen?

That’s a stupid question, actually,

For how can I use such a word,

If I just questioned if time is real?

Even sitting here typing now,

My head is full of questions,

That’s what the young mind holds, I guess.

Tick, tock, Tick, tock,

Rings the clock.

Going in that eternal song.