time.

i'm in anderson.
life is the same as pennsylvania.
my life is not where it should.
maybe i'm afraid.
of getting stuck.
but that's what happens anyways.
i get stuck.

maybe time is against me.
it passes by me to tell me
of all the great things it has experienced without me.
i am jealous.

but i just wait until time will decide to call me.
and say, "wanna go out somewhere."
and i will say, "about time."
and time will smile and say, "i know."


but that will never happen.

shalom.