Still, if I could fall from this wall, just once, not because I'm broken, but because I want to break free... I would. Not to stop ticking, but to start living. Even if it ends with the sound of glass on tile and silence at last.
If I were to tell you my story, you might find it dull. No excitement, no fun. After all, I'm just a wall clock that bolted to the same spot of wall for years, quietly ticking away seconds no one really notices.