As each year passes, I slowly walk towards my future. Time goes gradually, sometimes too quick, like an hourglass. When you’re wide-eyed staring at it, it seems like it's not doing anything. When you’re amusing yourself with something else, the sand is at the bottom in no time. As each year progresses, I have to change my dull cycle. In a few months I will be 14, then 15, and so on. Until the hourglass has lost all its sand.
Author Notes: This was kind of random but deep, so yeah. Here it is. Hope you liked it!