Stupid Crowds

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Can you get there in time?
The crowd moves swiftly in unison like the waves in the sea
They bump you, pushing, carrying you with their madness
You panic, you scream but they ignore you
Your shoes scuffed and covered dirt
Personal space has become your priority
Your anger rose to the top of your head
Eyes turning red
The coffee you held spilled all over you clothes
You are mad ready to collect heads
Oh they will roll all around that damn floor
Embarrassment never crosses your mind
Only the mauling of the next person that rams you
Though the niceties are utilize every morning
But the beast within was release from its cage
You want to scream maybe even bang your head against a wall
But your conscious prevents an outburst
Curse that wretched thing
Fixing you clothes
While nose held high you rose from the depths of despair
And though you glared and bared your teeth
The crowd pretend you was never there