Destiny

Precious mask land
Protected glass
Unbending wooden floors
I will return here
Many, many times
The stairs of shame all feel the same
To live in dreams impressed to me
I can’t make noise, I drown in coins
Where will we breathe?
It’s destiny
Do I deserve to cut the line?
Do I deserve a focused mind?
I’m on a slide, I’m on a ride
I love my room
I love my room