Rushing, running, raving
Madly, blindly, haphazardly-
Life is crazy.
For too long now, I've been
Going, going, going-
No plan in my head;
My shoes barely tied.
I sit down to rest,
But something comes up,
As things tend to do,
And I must get up and
Go, go, go.
If I could see an end,
A great peace and quiet,
The speed would not be so tiring.
But, as it is, there is no end in sight.
I move forward at the startling speed
Of sixty minutes per hour,
And there's no stopping that.
If you'll excuse me now,
I've spend too much time- now I'll be late-
I've got to go…
