I took a bus to yesterday
Chasing the tides behind my breath
I had to shrink to fit my youth
And check the street from right to left
My pupils dilated
I processed what was done
The days and years all set in stone
Seconds already gone
There's not a lesson left in sight
The journey still in progress
I can be goal-obsessed
Growth hides in what we access
I set a timer to awake
And not be lost in consequence
Was swept away along a quest
With goals that make no sense