Clock Watcher

It seems to me I’m always keeping time,
Always counting the seconds and minutes.
“Five more minutes of this.”
“Ten more minutes of that.”
All these clocks have robbed me blind.

I’m always keeping track of moments
And just how long they last.
“Class is just about over.”
“Summer is almost here.”
In the end, I feel hopeless.

Time will never stop.
Sunset will always follow sunrise.
I cannot look away from the clocks–
No matter how hard I try.