24

Sands of an hour glass Passing through the frame Rain drops steadily dripping upon the pane Of the windows to the soul Where did the time go? 21, but I'm feeling the weight of the passing days Each phrase takes a moment that I could save They say, "Live while your young," but I'm restrained By my awareness of each and every minute I wish I had a ticket that could take me to the past I wouldn't really use it - I'd just hold in my hand So I could look at it for a second and then after Contemplate a better way to concentrate my energy I bet that I've been wasting it for the majority of my adulthood If that's a falsehood then I apologize I maybe unqualified to say I'm being told to seize the day And dance during thunder showers The Earth just rotates: 24 hours I need a little time to get my head on straight I'm trapped by anxiety and I need a little space Just give me 24 hours Give me 24 hours It can get to the point where you just go through the motions Emotionally devoid of any passion or devotion An ocean that I've floated in for far too long My boat is simply coasting as I take in another dosage of apathy After these moments are gone I've still earned the wage of age in spite of days that I've wasted But I've failed to gain experience Now I'm furious with myself Stunted growth and I've ignored the different facets of my health I'm a poor steward of my wealth regarding time A Divinely given gift that's constantly slipping by I'm horrendously awful at managing and diving it Investing what I have in the betterment of the Vine's offshoots The fruit I'm producing is in decline I'm buying into the lie of busyness So I'll resign I'm spending all my energy: letting it be devoured Check the clock and I've just lost Another 24 hours I need a little time to get my head on straight I'm trapped by anxiety and I need a little space Just give me 24 hours Give me 24 hours I'm learning to appreciate the calm and the quiet When I'm so used to the riot Igniting a fire I'm piloting my vessel through the storms of life It's chaotic - on the topic I'm daily taking time to get my mind right While I feel like I might be rightfully frightened of the future Due to wounds from my past combined with a lack of sutures I've been confronted by a suitable sermon to get my noodle working Burning a hole in my theory that fear is immutable Dutifully the beautiful Scripture passages penned That tomorrow can worry about itself In the end I'm just wasting my life and joy Anticipating in anxiety what lies ahead Staring into the void Fruitless pursuits equivalent to a noose I'm just strangled by worrying over what's outside my power Pardon the hypocrisy Out of honest curiosity Will still believe the same way In 24 hours? I need a little time to get my head on straight I'm trapped by anxiety and I need a little space Just give me 24 hours Give me 24 hours I told a friend "If time is money I've amassed immense debt I'm excellent at spending time I don't posses" I guess I seem to be intent on living for regret Waste a day only paying attention to things I'll soon forget I don't invest it well What would it take to correct this habit? I'm unwilling to admit that I'm Spending on whatever will keep me from being seized by the reality of my responsibility I'd rather not take action And simply drift in the cycle of Tending to distractions instead of any other thing I ought to be doing I'm 21 years old and I'm supposed to be an adult But time management is foreign and frightening I guess I'd better submit my desires To the One Higher and allow Him to guide my feet 'Cause I can't balance on this wire and I've gotten comfortable with falling off