Maria's way

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock hearing the sounds of a second go by to me is just another lie maybe a cry doesn't matter that life is going by  but still as I write this why do I cry what's the point of pain you get no gain tommorow it'll all be the same and nothing will change can someone or something heal my heart cause I'm falling apart hurry before it's to late I can't wait.