The relativity of time

Now and then I find myself glancing at the time,

Thinking about the passing of it since it’s worth about a dime.

Sometimes it can be very slow-going and bitter as a lime,

So controversial and bipolar that it makes me want to rhyme.

Throughout the week, the endless hours of learning seem so boring,

Sometimes I look up at the time, and I’m like “It’s not even moving!”.

However, I find myself on Friday questioning myself, “What am I doing?”,

What am I doing wrong, that the extensive time goes over my head flying.

Once in a while an amalgam of inexplicable feelings crosses my head,

The valuable minutes fly by only when I say “This is the best time I’ve ever had!”

To be honest, I cannot figure out this mystery, it makes me extremely mad,

But it’s whatever I guess, good night my strange thoughts, it’s time to go to bed.

Kádár Dávid X. R