Friday’s coming

Curled up in a ball

Laying against the wall

Twiddling thumbs

Eyes all around

Staring in

Around and at

The boy who wants to be

Left alone

The crowd laughs

Circling around him

The sun goes down

And the people rise up

The fun never ends

If you’ve got the money

Down town they go

Looking for something new

Author: Jack Bennett

Born in Torbay, living in Bristol. One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.

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