Feelings (poetry)

Time seems to be a
	Thing
		Lost
Lost in our
	Hurry for
		Greatness
Rushing to
	Get an education
		Then to
			Make our
				Bag

We grow up studying
	Giving our all
		To the
			Job
We slave to
	Give to our
		Children

Then they slave to
	Fulfill our
		Desires
	Prepare for their
		Work
Then they push
	Their
		Children
And we head
	Toward greatness
		At a blinding
			Speed

We have
	Broken into a
		Run
To keep up with our
	Need for
		Power
Time will come
	When our race
		Will end
			Running into a
				Wall of
					Memories

We need to
	Slow
		Down
Live our lives
	Through
Search life
	Through
Stop long enough to
	Enjoy our
		Dreams
We must
	Look to ourselves
		Search for
			Truth
			Peace
We must
	Face our
		Companion
			Time
	Live our lives
		As it
			Comes
			Goes