Red Light


Sitting here at the red light.
I'm just staring it down.
Frozen fog and the knocking of my heart.

Is the road ahead brighter?
What awaits on the other side?
Pitter-pat go the questions of my mind.

Piercing eye of this monster.
It's just staring me down.
All I know is I can't wait for the green.

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