When do you know when it's the time?
When do I know when it's time to entertain the slow tick
of this fucking clock and smash it into the table?
When does this end? and,
When did this end already?
When were you going to tell me?
When you had made me even more crazy?
Only fools lift their feet;
weld yours into stone and you will be alright.
You will never have to worry about the sights above.
You will only stare at your grounded feet.

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