Clocks

Tick tock, tick tock
Someone break that stupid clock
It's noises screeched and so abrasive
It's color plain, it's time invasive

It takes so much
It leaves despair
Lets stomp the clutch
And drive somewhere
Who are you? What am I?
The forms that shape up in the sky

Logic is stupid
With it's rhyme and reason
Different weather in every season
The world has so many different colors
Some of us winners, the need to stand taller
Than everyone else, because love is not sin
I'm just waiting for my life to begin

It's color plain, it's time invasive
It's noises screeched and so abrasive
Tick tock, tick tock
Someone break that stupid clock.