You stand in the school yard waiting for the bell to ring for the day to disappear they tell you not to wish away your life but you want to be someone outside of those gates
These will be the days you ant back later in life they tell you but you're not so sure
They don't tell you about 9am tedium hours spent in traffic endless forms about taxes
Days lost behind your desk watching the clock wishing for the day to end as you keep your head above the bills, deadlines and desperately needed alone time