Time to no man is considered a friend, and eventually our time will end. 

It toys with our memory, steals our sight, and destroys us slowly from the inside. 

Our skin a shell all haggard, a waste. All to soon not recognizing our own face. 

As a society we try to beat time, I tell you now that time is wise and unkind. 

The cruelest of teachers with the most lessons to learn, for time is only borrowed not something you earn.

Toying with time is foolish indeed, always wanting more, living a life of envy and greed.

Sins for which all men will pay when the end comes for us on our very last day. 

Some live longer than others though our time is all the same.

So in truth time is to blame. 

For we live until we don't, nothing more, nothing less. 

So take the time you have and strive for the best.