Sitting in traffic
The green subaru
In front of you
Going just to slow
You ask yourself
        Where am I going?
To work
Sitting at your desk
Staring at the white light
Of your computer screen
Click after click
You watch for the clock
Waiting for 5 o’clock
You ask yourself
        What am I waiting for?
You are waiting to go home
To your kids and lover
For a nice family dinner
Before the light of the TV
A few words between you
About your fine day
You ask yourself
        What am I doing?
You hate that green subaru
You hate your job job,
Your wife,
Hell, your kids too!
You ask yourself
       What happened to my childish dream of living life?
Marrying the one you love
Chasing the fantastic views across the world
You wanted to learn how to brew
To make something
But all you do is drive in traffic
Always clicking at the white light of your computer screen
Always making awkward small talk with
your wretched children refusing a hot meal
Then you ask the world
      Where was the life I was promised in my childish dreams of        life?