For every time I look ahead, the clock has moved an inch,
It makes no sense it moves so slow, could there be a glitch,
So now my patience disappeared I’m staring at the clock,
It seems it’s been an hour for every tick and tock,
Staring hard I do not blink for I might miss it wind,
Or even worse I’ll see the time and lose myself in time,
Then realize that the time has passed and left me right behind,
My future states what I can’t find the time inside the time.