a/n: w00t. another poem.... cuz i have nothing better to do with my life.... now get off ur ass, read it and then drop a review......

Time

It passes
One minute it flies
The next
It drags

What's to like?
Nothing
Not that is visible
Nothing...

Time works
In mysterious ways
Either to our advantage
Or not

It plays favorites
As we've all seen
The times
We wish
For more time
Are always denied

Someday
We shall regain
The right to control it
Until that day
All we can do
Is hope for more time