Time ticks by ever so softly

you don't often know its passing

 then when its to late

 you begin to see 

 that time has passed you by

 you run to catch up

 but no matter how hard try 

time keeps slipping by

and its to late to catch up

and do the things

you ought to have done before

so i sit and stare 

seeing so much time has passed 

knowing i will never catch up

knowing i may never come close

and knowing that if anything good ever comes from me

it will come to late