Number in a world without numbers

You are a number in a world without numbers.

In this world you looked at the same things
and saw the same things as everyone else,
a number in a world without numbers.

But you matured through time
with the only force of your existence:
either your insight into the captivity of your own number,
or your insight into the insight of the number of others,
having overlooked your own.

Now time without time quietly enters you
like a clock without hands.
Are you going to let anyone through
or only intrude into yourself?