Time Waits For No Man

This is a poem I came up with, All rights reserved and whatnot.

"Time waits for no man, Sam!
No man, until we are free.
Something my father always told me..
But I just don't agree.
Time is more than a ticking watch,
Waiting for your last second.
It's a playful companion in your mind
Slowing and speeding all the time.
Sometimes a few days slip past ya,
Leaving you confused and fumbling.
Often an hour seems to drag on into infinity
Stretching toward nothing.
Oftentimes we aren't happy with what we call time
Wanting it to do as we wish
Rushing, rushing all the time.
We rush past what we don't want
Terrified it will last
We want to stop for the good times,
Wanting those to last forever.
All moments want to be cherished,
Loved on into forever.
We spend our lives restricting our loves, fears
Our dreams, ourselves.
Each moment should be held close,
As you learn from the worst of them.
Time doesn't wait for you,
It plays with you."