I think the most confusing element

We try to understand in life

Is time


Time is unchanging

Something unknown

To the human race


Time never stops

Unlike anything else

Because everything ends


Time always keeps going

No matter if we want it to or not

But we just move on


Time is always the same pace

It never slows down

It never speeds up


We’re always waiting

For time to work itself out

For time to move faster

And if we aren’t waiting

We’re praying that time would slow

So we could live in the moment a little longer


This poem is about: 
Our world


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