Drip Drop

If this is not where its happening, then you tell me where it is.

If this is not where it is, then tell me where it was.

Tell me where to go and what to do.

I don't want to think about this thing, I just want to live it

I want it given to me

Because I'm too tired of chasing it

Life started as a full bucket and slowly with every drip, every drop

It slowly got away from me.

And I was always hearing that sound

But it wasn't a drip drop but more of a tick tock

And all of it just slipping away