time feels like forever
but these days are fast
so much to think, so little time
we dwell in the past

where time is frozen
and nothing ever moves
so much to think, so little time
decisions we cannot choose

the line between this and that
the fight against right and wrong
so much to think, so little time
like the time limit inside a song

three minutes long, 30 seconds short
gone by within a flash
so much to think, so little time
my thoughts begin to clash

A beggining without an end
the story is not done
so much to think, so little time
no more room to run

collapse, break, fall to the floor
I'm out of breath
so much to think, so little time
is this the cause of my death

wake up in reality, lying in bed
theres a beeping inside your head
no more thinking, your out of time
the beeping stops, your dead.

I was really relating to the whole poem until the last two stanzas. Because well, I'm not.. dead or anywhere near that. My eyes were watering up, though. I don't have enough time. I'm.. going.. crazy..

haha yeah, I just threw that in there, it was late I didn't know what else to write.