Can't wait to get out of here

Can't wait to get out of here.

My feet are tired

My body aches

My stomach churns

My hopes are high

My heart Is content

And I am ready to sing

I’ve already lost my chance to leave

I’ve missed my train

Time keeps ticking

and the sky grows darker

The longer I wait

The longer I am forced to stay

I am trapped in an endless maze

Every route I take leads me back to

The source of what made me rise from my seat

Reminding me that I am waiting. Waiting.

Waiting on a chance

I hear people singing

People preparing

Faces turned towards the walls

Mouths open, expressive

A chorus joins together in song in order to pass the time

A crowd hopeful lovers of voice-craft

Sing their hearts out

Cheering and applauding as they inhale

The fumes from the smoke-filled corner

Trapped. there is no way out

Exhausted they continue to sing and stand

On their weary soles

We all have come to realize

That despite all of the pain

Sitting down will only drive us insane

I walk along the corridors to find millions of weary travelers

Who have been waiting. Waiting.

Been waitin nearly allll day, on tired and weary soles

just for a chance.

I find myself in line

Anxious I calm my tired nerves

I’ve been waiting far too long to be nervous

Standing on these tired and weary soles of mine

Been singing all day

I have no fear

I am greeted by a smile behind a black veil

I smile back, open my mouth and sing

before I finish I am shunned with a “no”

Followed by a lack of impetuous reason

My departure leads me down a dark and silent hallway

Heads down towards the ground

Others walk quietly by my side

Without a need for words

Millions of questions flow through my head

The only relief I find is feeling the air around me

I can finally breathe

This settled heart does not wish to fight

These tired and weary feet have done their job

I travel far away to another realm

Traveling traveling, arriving, running

Hoping to catch my bus

I arrive at sea of lines

My row is completely empty

No one to stand with me

It is night

No hope for escape until the morning

No hope for me

I cry hoping for someone to save me

I wipe my tears away and leave

I learn that I am worth more than that “no” will ever mean

And there is no need to contemplate what it meant

For my songs and exposures to new people have allowed me

To gain an accomplishment that no one could ever give

The confidence to allow my voice to be heard

I left with a sigh of relief

I couldn’t wait to get out of there

I was happy to be set free