Tick Tock
Cries the clock
Taunting is each click
Laughing at me
Time goes by
Without a sound
Without a sign
Certainly going too fast
November to now
Isn’t it December?
I can never remember
Too hard to keep track
Feels like a minute
Lasts a day
Before I know it
I’m old and worn
Tick Tock
Cries the clock
Taunting is each click
Laughing at me