it is my,
one track mind
and it is opening up to the pull
of a beating express train

after all,
i had spent so long as a child
wondering,
what kind of man i could be

i can tell you right now,
that you are the final goodbye
to the childhood,
and the teenage years

the system,
of universal routine
luckily the uniform is not so tight
that it suffocates the dream

that dose of nostalgia
memory is the syringe
on it,
we freely binge

i am going to take you to places,
places that you have never seen
because in a sea of faces you stand out
and it is you i see when i dream

but i sat here yesterday
and i thought about today
but today i am thinking about tomorrow
and how quickly that will come my way

that’s why,
i had to find a necklace
i thought i would look around
and take one from a magic crate

who are you?
you are chasing dreams without enough fuel
and you are struggling,
to come terms with everything that is cruel