Dead weight

It spins and turns. It swirls around
While people take their place
I just observe, behind the curb
Nobody sees my face

I feel like I’ve been left behind
Because it’s very quiet
The static isn’t very kind
It emanates more riot

I want to walk, to move ahead
I want to hear what is being said
Instead I have to wait

Until my turn finally arrives
To take the U turn in my drive
And be free from this dead weight

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