Sorry for bombarding you with the same poem, but I made a nice little lyric video with clocks and things.
This doesn’t have to necessarily have to be a desperate relationship with time, but sometimes I feel like the clock, the days, the hours are my enemy. And no matter how hard I try, I will always be inferior and will always have to oblige to time.
The world comes down to two things: Time and timing.
But this poem is mainly about the desperation ❤ Thanks for listening.