Life clock

This is just a poem I wrote when I was feeling lonely.

The never ending ticking of the life clock

The inevitable is coming for me

Tick-tock tick-tock 

I could count to three then lose my sanity

My head is pounding with crush of stress

Stress that will never be lifted

I just wanna make a mess of the life I have

Wishing on a falling star for a new one, to replace the current one

Endless complaints, endless compliments, tell me, show me the difference

Author's Note

Please don't judge, ignore any of the grammar problems