you're not running out of time it's just outrunning you...

started this little i guess rhyme a little while ago..

time's running out.
out running me.

it's an impossibility
to stop.

go with the grind.

and i added on to it a little bit after..
it's still rough. but i never really wanted to edit it?

ever since you can remember
people always taught you
that you can be whoever you want to be
do whatever your heart desires

well,
did they also tell you that the world will
put you down, push you down. disappoint you
hold you down, beat you up. undermine you

growing up you were picked on
because of who you wanted to be
what you wanted to do
you were different.

well,
did you know that the world will never stop
pushing you down, putting you down. disappointing you
holding you down, beating you up. undermining you

and in the middle of a sleepless night...
you ask yourself
"how did i get here?
time is running out,
out running me.
i'm out of time."

while tucking you in they always fed you stories
"the world is in the palm of your hands.."

well,
did they also tell you that they will be the ones that
push you down, put you down. disappoint you

time is running out,
out running me.
out of time.

it's too quick to catch up to.
like money flying in the wind.

getting older you realize the world is cruel
they always get what they don't deserve
what you deserve you never get
will you stop, give in
and forget who you are?
will you let time keep running without you?

dreams get lost in the shuffle
"ridiculous."
"impossible."
"unreachable."

how did i get here
time is running out, out running me.

stop pushing me down, putting me down.
don't hold me down, quit beating me up.

well,
did you know that you learn to ignore the world?
you'll eventually start digging out,
crawling out.
reaching up.
be who you want to be.