Slipping

Time must be slipping through the cracks of reality

That has to be the only explanation 
Every day I do the same thing

I wake up, stare mindlessly at a screen for a while

Go to school, go to practice, and go to bed
And every day it goes by faster

The seconds aren't ticking by any quicker

But something is pushing me through the day at an alarming rate
When I was younger, 

my hold on time was tight

It was an unrelenting grasp 
But as the years drag on

My grasp on time loosens 

I've asked many people if they are experiencing this phenomenon

Most say yes, 

They all give me the same advice 
“Enjoy the time while it passes”

Or

“It only gets worse”
It's terrifying, truly.

If time is passing by this quick at 16,

then I can't imagine how it must feel at 40 or even 80 
I was told to live life to the fullest

But what if I can't do that

All the stresses

The repetitiveness

All the distractions
They only make things worse

I beg and plead for time to slow

But it is an unstoppable force
Now all I can do is hope

That my grasp tightens

So that maybe I'll have enough time to enjoy my life before it slips away