Time

Ever going round.

Can be spent however you want.

From diapers to drivers license, it seems as if there is all the time in the world, 

Never ending.

Once you reach a certian stage in your life, 

Time speeds up, 

The gas pedal is stuck.

Starting your life, earning a degree is when the gas pedal starts to stick more and more.

Between classes, work, classwork and everyday necessities.

It always seems as if we never have enough.

There is never one set schedule, especially if you'd like some time

To have some fun.

Time is something that should be 

Enjoyed

As long as you are the one devising yours,

Time is never wasted.

 

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