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I often see time falling away from me without my control

The way sand slips through your fingertips no matter how hard you try to hold on

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I look at the clocks on my walls and can just see my life flying away from me

As the hours go by

Minutes

Seconds

It’s slowy disappearing

Slowy slipping away from me

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And as the hand makes his way around the circle

My anxiety keeps getting faster and faster

More intense like never before

How do people do this?

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How are people so ok with time flying by?

With their life slowy fading away?

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I don’t want time to go away

I don’t want to miss out on my life

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But here I am

Spending my minutes worrying about something I have no control over

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I spend my time worrying

Worrying about the fact that I’m worrying

It’s a vicious cycle

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Am I my own enemy?

Or is it time that’s betraying me?