The tears fall increasingly as the clock moves forward, away from the familiar past it goes, into the future, the future holding uncertainties, and pain that will seem to last an eternity, until the clock moves forward, tick tock tick tock, now that uncertain future is the familiar past, now the tears fall. tears themselves are a product of time. Time is our close friend, yet mortal enemy
I know the paragraph above doesn't make much sense, unless you have had a close conversation with me on a daily basis. As one of my best friends says, Life is composed of three rings, Society, Family, and Personal. But as for this Man, Family, is Personal, I only have two conflicting rings, Personal and Society. And like him, I believe in the "Personal" ring more. Heres my reasoning, The "Personal" ring holds the memories that will last past your death. Walk an old lady across the street as Society wants? She'll forget. Save the company you work for from a lawsuit? They'll forget. My other best friend helped me figure out that, whether she knows it or not. She helped bring out the uncorrupted Matthew. "Society" corrupts people, and my friends and I take a stand against that, even if its just for ourselves. Thank you, both of you.