i had time on my hands
but then it slipped through
i had a sieve full of sand
but then it all disappeared
my hourglass was filled with grain
and within minutes it was drained
everything i hold
..am i real?
and all that i love runs away
wont you stay?
i have been defeated by my fists
beaten by my own words
..am i sane?
or am i just full of sand?
sinking beneath into more of my own thoughts
believing the rubbish i have created
only to be turned over again
becoming restless with every grain
the sieve held me in its paws for only a second
just to drop me into a pyramid of my nonsense
i'm shifting through my mind
over and over and over and over and over and over and over again
just to find, that as a whole,
i'm not whole.