Time As A Blur
86,400 in a day
I do not feel present in my consequences
In the hurry of existence, faces are a blur and fading
Faster than the knowledge I can attain
Sustaining the memories I cannot keep up with
Running in a sea of emotions
I am a part of the rest
Like specs in water or air in sky
The hazed face of a dream that is vaguely remembered
This is humanity in whole
Being surrounded in a sea of bodies
Depicting my face through the crowd
I am only an absolute of partial wellbeing
Lauren Truong is a second year student at Valencia College. She is an English major and plans to further her education at Florida State University in the fall of 2019. This is her first published piece.