Too much time to dream
Too much time to waste
Cooking up silly fantasies
That leave a sour taste
Too much time to brood
Too much time to chatter
Working up needs so skewed
That often just don’t matter
Too much time to yearn
Too much time to mourn
Piling instances to learn
That slowly move to scorn
Too much time to read
Too much time to write
Inching to paying no heed
To a gently changing tide
Too much time to dream
Too much time to waste
Nothing is what it seems
But look what just surfaced!