Tick Tick Tick Tick goes the time passing by,
Tick Tick Tick is the wasted and the used.
Tick Tick Tick is the time you've spent,
Tick Tick Tick is the time you passed as you stared down the drain,
Are you proud of who you are?
Your reflection in the water,
Your sins in the stains,
Tick Tick Tick is the life you've lived,
Are you proud of who you're becoming?
While the times are changing,
Tick Tick Tick it's the second before your last breathe,
We all have sinned,
But are you proud of who you are in the end?
Casandra Vice
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tick-6/
