At first I was thinking a poem about waking. Nu-uh, wrong clock. Your fear of the 'nasty clock' telling the writer to block their other dreams out of the way rings so true. Essentially you'll need to put their dreams and aspirations on hold, in their mind at least. Few people actually get the opportunity to hate that they waited too long.
I didn't fail to notice that it is requested that a 'boy or man' bring about companionship. I got this image of looking for fun and maybe youthful friendship before some hardcore adult commitment.
I loved the line: '“Love” is just the sweetest word, To not hear it is just absurd.' It highlights the inadequacies and the unanswered questions at the end of the poem. Why hasn't the writer heard the word 'love'? The four questions at the end were just perfect... attempting to find fault or answers where there is none.
Very interesting. I liked the rhythm. My favorite part was the last lines, the speaker questioning herself. The title reminds me of an old French nursery rhyme, J'entends le Moulin. Just the "tique tique taque" part, but still, it does provide some sort of allusion to it. At least to me. I'm rambling. Great job. :)