another random moment when I confuse myself with my own writing based on my own thoughts

Clock manipulate our perception about time. It is more than hours and minutes. You see, clock makes us think we have the same amount of time.. 24 hours per day, 7 days per week. I realize clock will keep ticking even when my time is up. I might not have 24 hours tomorrow, I might not have 7 days this week. My time is God's secret, but it is my responsibility.
I'm going to celebrate my 17th. So what? I'm a futile teenager being a douchebag for 17 years precisely. Should I even celebrate my failure? 17 years wasted because I still receive more than I can give. What am I gonna do now?