Hurry hurry

I can't run in these shoes, there's too much to do. Everyone is laughing, and drinking, and smiling. But there's too much to do and I can't do it all in these shoes. So I'll take them off. Yea, that's better. Now I can move with the pace of the people. Now I can also laugh, and drink, and smile. I can stop for a bite to eat, but not too much, because there's to much to do. So little time, and it's not my time. It's his time, it's up to everyone else how this time is spent. Until we jump in the car and tell him to hurry, HURRY! O shit, we're late. But this is our chance. Now we can laugh, and drink, and smile. But only for a while longer, because tomorrow we'll be trapped.