right now
at this very moment
I’m sitting in a shit loaded bus on the way home
Everyone’s dressed up and looking at their best
Some are wearing customs and some are very formal
And me
I’m just coming off work… Dirty and dusty as hell
Wool glass all over my tshirt and pants from fixing air condition unit
on roofs with insulation…i can smell my own sweat
Now I’m that guy who comes to your home , connects up your A/C in the roof and you don’t even notice his existence while he is there
Once he’s gone, you will have cool air but I bet you would never think of him again!
No
I don’t wish to be in their shoes with their fancy dresses and table reservations.. I don’t wish to be headed to their parties instead of bed cause I have only slept an average of 4 hours for weeks now

I’m happy to be me
Invisible