Every morning, very early,
Amiano waits at the train station,
He waits for a train that never comes.
Amiano knows this but does not care,
Instead, he fidgets at his phone,
and posts angst-ridden posts online,
The train derailed along time ago,
Amiano knows this but does not care
He wants to, but dares not,
because that is how he has always reached
his destination
He has more than a decade of experience
and still plays the same old songs at the
train station,
Amiano knows it is a fool’s game
He does not care, because it is a game he
has mastered
He loves to think that the world is unfair,
that it is against people with
well-intentioned dreams,
So he waits for his train,
where non dares venture