Waiting to Win the Lottery

She wakes up early 
Takes her jog
Her breath trails out in smoke
Keeps her brain from overload 

Gets to work 
Presses on her mask
She speaks the language well
Eats lunch by the liberty bell

Her train is late
She’s home by 8
Scrolls through her endless feed
Netflix, then an early sleep 

She knows 
Someday she’s gonna wake up
Not worry bout the break up
The lonely sea

She knows 
Someday she will be laughing 
With her kids and multitasking  
Like the mothers she’s seen 

She can’t stand the wait
She goes on dates 
But they never seem to click
Her childhood friends are married with kids

Every now and then
She goes out with friends 
They drink and dance, feel free
Then back to monotony 

She knows 
One more swipe then jackpot 
No more cooks and crackpots 
No more anxiety

Those hopes
They keep her up past midnight 
Just one more app, one more swipe
Until finally..

She goes to sleep 

Another friend engaged 
She feels envy and rage 
At best musters apathy 
She hates her jealousy 

She cries 
Convinced she’s reached her twilight 
No curtain call, no spotlight 
No Hollywood dreams 

She sighs
Assures herself it’s alright
Idyllic days are in sight 
She’s just got to..

Believe

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