Can't make out what
Lines on my palm say
Hiding somewhere stays
My fate in those walls
Silently listening to them
Cheering and whistling good luck
A job in their hand, a smile on their face
I sit on the steps and just wait
Hiding my emotions, I see him
Ignorant of my presence,
He disappears before my eyes
In the rage of the ongoing celebration
Descending down, I thought
Not today, not now
I cannot give up so soon
The end cannot come before start
Things would have been simple
If life went as planned
But this is addiction
And I am no philosopher
Kindly fasten your seat belts
Even airplanes suffer bumps
I will take the long route
Farewell to the sole of my shoe.
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