Time seems to allude me.

With it's seconds, minutes, and hours.

I simply can't escape it and it's melodic depth.

When the day is done my life is still ruled by the one thing.

That I can't escape.

Time rules my existence and takes ahold of my identity.

Without time my world would dissapate,

Without clockwatching my world would take a disastourous turn.

I would become a person of null facts and dull opinions.

Time seems to allude me.