• TICK TOCK, waiting for this clock to stop, and tell me that my life is ova, show me that im not worth the hold up. exploding right above my face, shoving me away from others, as if it were my right place, away from humanity, nowhere near civilization, acting like i was someone that deserved incarsoration. but can i handle the times, that we climbed uptop that tree, and the stopped to see the sky fall,. never looking back and let alone try to respond, saying that i miss ya, and how i wanna kiss ya,. being pushed away as if i never wanted to be witcha. so take a pictcha, and remember my name, i can die tomorro and then i wont be ur claim to fame