It always is this late. You always try to leave earlier so you'll hopefully arrive back home before 7. But you're still here somewhere long way to go. You're still the same person sitting sometimes standing in the middle of impossible crowd that you can't stand.
Here you are again, wearing the same navy blue hoodie, and you keep playing the same tracks on your phones while mumbling the lyrics that grow weary, you abuse your favorite songs.
"What kind of change do I need so I'll go places. What kind of noble purpose should I chase or pursue. Ultimately, why am I able to sit still complaining about this same thought that has been bothering me for months."
You are not happy. So what can you do about it?
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