My mind goes tick-tock

But no mouse to work around the clock

No alarm to strike around twelve

Because it stikes at 5:40 a.m.

When I have to get started and go through my day

Everything is the same with a touch of difference

The words I speak vary and the knowledge I hear is bountiful

What I consume, well that's another story

Not much time to finish what I started

 Though it would be plenty

Once I get the box filled with light out of my face

I do think 

But don't say

I do move

But don't take action

I have thought

But haven't felt

Time passes by

Doesn't meet and say hello to everyone

Thouhg I wish it did

It might sound like the pictures in my head are useless

Pointless to know about

Well you might be right

But once the mouse puts on its hat and overcoat

Its time for me to think

The mouse is going around my clock