stress beyond me,
i thought i could handle this.
guess not,
i said to myself,
as my knees crumble down and sink
so many things making me afraid,
the uncertainties and time's ticking
tick tock tick tock
there goes another second,
then minute.
i said im rushing against time,
in this marathon that's almost ending.
but what am i doing here, stopping and panting.
what's happening?
did i lose it, or was it never there to start with.
the zest, the burst,
probably never once felt it.
one week left, that the last lap,
but why do i feel like im going left,
out of my dream.
never gonna reach it i guess,
i said again,
as i wallow in drinks.
time's ticking again,
i mean it never once stopped,
did it?
tick tock tick tock
there it goes,
telling me i lost another second, and inch.
the sky's crying,
probably not for me,
but from laughing at me.
how pathetic this girl,
thinking she's there,
but she'll never get it.
failure for life,
or should i say,
the luck's failing me.
18 years of luck,
thankyou for the service,
i guess there isn't any renewing.
there there,
now let's turn back into the books
you've had enough of this writing
tick tock tick tock
it never pauses,
and there goes another grade bading.
