Goldfinch60

That Clock.

Time,

That constancy in our lives,

It never changes,

Each second, minute and hour

Are exactly the same.

But why is it in our lives

Time seems to vary,

Vary from moment to moment?

That clock with in us

Is so different to time.

Every time we enjoy ourselves

Time just races by.

But every time sadness is within us

Time just gets slower and slower.

Why is our time so variable,

When we know it is constant?