THE END

The calendar

is thin.

I can see the back

of it.

I keep checking my pockets Like I dropped something important. (ahhhh)

There is only so

much.

There is only so

much.

I am spending it all

On being afraid of the end. (oohhhh)

I stayed awake to get more time.

But the dark is just empty.

The clock doesn't care

If I am looking at

it.

There is only so

much.

There is only so

much.

I am spending it all

On being afraid of the end. (oohhhh)

The

sand is heavy.

The glass is small.

I am holding my

breath

To make

it last.