Am running out of patients

Running out of time 

Theses old feet are tried

My mind cloudy

I think am still in a dream

Is it all a dream 

If so I need to wake up 

Need to get up 

Am running out pages to write this old sorty

Regret is a feeling worth avoiding

I feel battered

For defeat is around the corner

I feel the soil creeped up around my earthly body 

Am running out of emotional top up 

For if something isn't yours it's impossible to hold on to 

For I crave attention 

I crave love

I crave to hear her buitful vice

Hey sir can I have some advice 

I fear doom approaching and I need to let somebody in 

Oh am cryed for more time 

For am running on empty 

I need a restart

Or a real start 

Oh I love to go back to the very beginning 

And save abit of time