Delayed

I’ll Be There Soon-Ethan MacLaren

Delayed

Gina Zeng

I sit and wait as the hours creep

The hum of voices, soft and deep

Announcements of flights for whosoever

While I wait here forever

Between the waking and the sleep

The lights above, they seem so bleak

On these metal chairs, rest I will seek.

I remain here, more tired than ever

I sit and wait

It is now night time, the sun asleep

I am so tired I might count sheep

It’s delayed again, stupid weather

My inner karen, held by a tether

Sanity, out the window, in a heap.

I sit and wait