^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^ Time is ticking, I am fading, Nowhere to go Not even a home. I ran away from home, I can’t go back now, I cry as I run through the night And I know I should return My heart aches To know I'm not missed As I fade from peoples memories The clock strikes midnight Midnight is my cue, I run from my prison in the bushes And run out into the night, For Night is my day. I know I shouldn’t have. But I did. I’ve left my life behind. But the clock still strikes 10. ^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^ Im not depressed or anything, But I just felt like writing this, Today I felt like a piece of dust, unwanted, Im fine now though ^^ I just ...... write a poem about it. Time is my advantage, Im a night Walker.
