Not
even sure
Not even sure why I am doing this
Not even sure why I am obsessed with
Not even sure why I got into this
Not even sure why I get on with
Not even sure why there is no smile
Not even sure why there to run a mile
Not even sure why that head is spinning
Not even sure why that life is not winning
There is so much pain, there is so much drain.
Waking up in a different mindset
Unsettled my marquee absences. Stain.
Near Holloway Road 12h and 14h 24 February 2019
Painful
commute
Legendary garden looks small
Despite the sunshine shade’s cold
It is a long travel to stem a fall.
Playing to our strengths. Be bold.
Ferocious attack got a clean sheet
Dodgy defending was a slender feat.
The white princess is now gone.
Do not get me wrong. Maybe a Sloane.
The travel back is such a drain
The London transport remains a pain
We had enough of their customer disdain.
The wait is insane. The crowd is mental.
This commute becomes a hellish ritual.
Victoria
and Northern Lines 17h10 24 February 2019
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