~@~ Battle of Time ~@~

Every hour's a new day and a new night
Every hour can I see less of the light

I'm transparent and I can see through my skin
And there's just no chance for me to ever win

Battle of reputation, this war of time
A chance to rest would be simply sublime.

Mindlessly, I just go through the act
Wondering if I'm make through it intact.

My bones are translucent, Can't you see?
I'd say goodbye but then would I be free?

I am stubborn and refuse to leave you alone
because if I left, I'd have no more home.


Penned by my hand on the 20th of Mayan, in the year 376 AF.