time wise

a week comes and goes and time means nothing to anyone but me.
it's alright i guess, who else should my time make a difference to? but i am feeling like there is a big clock ticking right now out in the universe and it's sole purpose it to count down the minutes of my life. maybe there is one with just my name on it.

time goes on i guess.
wise men don't try to control time, maybe that's what makes them wise.
wise men don't try to control anything, maybe that's what makes them wise.

i can't control anything. i'm going to quit trying, maybe then i'll be wiser.

right now i'd settle for being wiser, i'd settle for being a lot of things.