Time beats so fast my body can't help but surrender to it's own plea.
I stare at something out the window and my energy is drained as I sit and spectate.
Looking away I finally listen, stare and keep quiet.
I move past at the sight of the cracked paint on the walls.
Darkness is my sanctuary as I lay on a patch of blue of the same room.
If not now when?
If not me who?
