Time.

Time
Something always being taken granted of
What if tomorrow doesn't come.
What if it stops to evolve.
What if out it runs.

Time
Do we make full use of it?
Or do we just let it slip away.
It is something we can never beat
The night will always turn into day.

Time
It does not stop for any one
What if it really stops somehow
What if it declares " i am done"
What if it gives up on us now?

Time
It will never turn around
It will go on without you
But it will carry all ur ups and downs
It will see us through.

Treasure all that we have
It may not last for good
It may be all that's left
Treasure whatever we could.