Time Is Ticking Poem by Bria Keyes

Tick tock
goes the clock
time is ticking
running out
do you love me
or playing games
every lie you have sold
is the same
as the guy before.

Tick tock
you're always on my jock
one minute you're too far gone
or want to be alone.
The next you're all under me
begging me please
baby don't leave
crying out how much you need me
in you life

Time is ticking
tick tock counting down
the minutes like a greyhound
Tick tock, tock tick
If it were easy i would
click you off the channel
cause all you seem to care about
is your dick.

Time is running out
so tell me what the business is about
no time for games
no time for lames
cause the games you spit are
all the same.
Tick... tock
.....Time just ran out