Time in movement

time moves in an unseen world,
its there,
but were to blind to see it,
only believing in what are eyes tell us
doesn't always work
moving throughout are days
still unseeing of what could be
we have goals in life
but do they count?
are they meaningful?
who do they help but ourself?
questions boil and yet...
time still goes on,
even if we don't want it to
hope drains it self
only with the passing of time
reminding us
to have no regrets
but does that work?
in my life it doesn't
worrying about what could of been
what i could of done
and it all goes back to the questions
in an unseen circle
time moves
we wish it doesn't
or for it to go back
for us to change one thing in are life
but we never will.