Stuck (a new poem)

Do I?

Do i not?

my clock is ticking

like a borken clock



Tici tac tac

running out of luck

caught by the seconds

of my after shocks



Waiting or changing

running or facing

living or dying

loving or leaving



Just some of the questions

in our everyday lives

as simple as yes or now

but caught in between

the second life goes



Tici tic toc



how is your clock?

is itstill broken

or are you just stuck



stuck in the second

you make up your mind

do you really have choices

or do you really have none?



One shot in reality

true life or true vanity...



feels like rain today

are you gonna stay home?



fixing the clock

that has never been broken..



tici tic tac



how is yourlife?



are you really happy?



or are you just stuck?