What goes through my mind at work and school?

You know that feeling?

You sit, you wait, you daydream and reflect on your life

You go through your childhood filled with memories of bubbles and balloons

Through middle school where boys seemed to get weirder and weirder

The first day of freshman year where mom seems to cry never-ending tears

You reflect, you daydream, you wait and sit

You go through your future

What do I want to do? where will I be in five years?

Will there be fast cars? Will there finally be money?

You sit and sit and sit but you take one hopeful glance at the clock

Just knowing that an hour or two has passed...

It's barely been a minute...the hand is still in its original place

Hello obligations. Goodbye sleep.