time flies,
from the moment you are created.
anticipation awaits.
from cells,
you grow.
into a living breathing being.
and time flies even faster,
even while waiting.
clock ticks.
surrounding keeps changing.
...
...
...
some days,
just by sitting here,
the click ticks away,
from morning,
suddenly it's evening.
i wonder what i am waiting for...
what i am living for...
even so, time flies.
