I hate when people transfer to my school and become popular no that’s bullshit I’ve been here for 12 years screw u
10 PM, found dead.
11 PM, the body goes.
12 AM, the family knows.
1 AM, the friends find out.
2 AM, the lover shakes her head in doubt.
3 AM, the world is told.
4 AM, those who loved him cry, “He was meant to grow old."
5 AM, still in shock.
Tick, tock; life is a clock.
Time runs out when we don’t want it to stop.