by: Casey Toh
The present slips past
And the moment is gone
Was I here just now? No
Can you prove me wrong?
A second ticks by
Going further into the past
Was I here a second ago?
Or just an empty, fake cast?
Can you show that
I was there?
Though time runs past
And you stand and stare
The seconds come
The seconds go
I exist and vanish
With the time that flows.