Invisible Man
The invisible man going to waste.
They said not to rush so instead I tried haste.
Out every week
a regular
a familiar face
drinking at everyone else's pace.
I count the seconds to return
a few free lessons and a lot of drinks to learn!
Faces wobble and I search the crowd
busy and frustrated, the invisible man laughing out loud.
making promises to myself I'd love to keep..
getting let down and loosing sleep.
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