Loop

By Erick Barbosa

When I dream I ask myself Who I am Who I was Why I’m here right now Maybe that’s not the question Or is it?

By the end I have to wake up and start again opening the doorways of reality until I fall into a loop that consumes me Until a new day finally starts.

First I woke up on a Monday feeling like Sugar Honey Iced Tea

Waiting for the Slow Blue Bus every week

waiting in classes feeling the same vibe until Summer arrives hear the clock ticking 2:36 every afternoon,

I start to think on Fridays More than anything, unimaginable

Father, Mother, Sister, A Family, my family Wake up Dress up Show up Saturday feeling like A new teenager Trying to enjoy all I can with my friends

24 hours pass and a new day comes by Sundays feel like Red curtain on the window Sitting on the couch watching other countries Wait until the moment arrives At the end this will replay and the loop continues.

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