Dear Time
Dear Time,
Confusion fills me to the brim as I glance at you
You are a dictator that insist on only moving forward
"No looking back" is the rule deeply written in your veins
"Why", I ask
"Why", we ask
"The past can't be unerased.", you stiffly reply
As I sit here mulling over the seeds of yesterday
The roots it has grown into today
And the flower it will bloom into tomorrow
I have still yet to comprehend why the past can't be unerased
Or the fact that all we have is 24 hours a day to utilize
24 hours that some people never get to live through fully
Because time insists on slicing away innocents' life span it seems
Dear time
You are a hard dictator with a fatherly like gaze
Who insist on throwing storms as you please
And extracting lives as you deem
Before this seed is even fully grown
Can't comprehend you fully I'd say
But to live today is a gift
Which I suppose is all that matters
Today
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