Time

If you line up all the time you've wasted The seconds The minutes The days The months The years Does it become anything Is it a life you've never lived Would all the forgotten memories be remembered Or would you have never finished anyway Would it all be the same Still an endless loop of nothing Never getting near the end But still being near the end Would there be more meaning Would the guilt not hurt like fire Deep within your soul Would it be someone else's life instead On a distant star Foreign and alien Alone Alone