My destination is the x on the treasure map
I must rush my feet
Or else someone claim it before me
I'm lost behind ruthless people
They won't let me pass
My hands moisten from nervousness
But I will not have warm awkwardness
My body tightens and my thighs burn
Let me through barbarian
This will not be the day
For today they shall speak of my odyssey
Because I finally got first dibs
The x becomes my sanctuary
More or less a grand throne
The stress is released while I reach
I am left empty handed
Without any TP