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time slips away slowly like sand in an hour glass. i sit in a chair looking out the window and watching as unnamed people pass, wondering who they are and ware there going, but i forget about them as another passes by. i stair at the clock and watch time tick by slowly, each tick bringing me closer to insanity. nothing goes on in this so called life of mine, jest me sitting there watching my clock. my home is nothing more then a prison i was sentenced to all my life. locked away from humans never talking no anyone but myself i wonder if I've turned into something other then a human, or if i ever was. the pounding of my heartbeat is the only sign that i'm still alive in this waisted life of mine. nothing more am i but a watcher. i have no influence around me, i can see things happing but i can do nothing to stop them.