Salty Face

I walk down these halls eat lunch in the stalls laughter fills the air, ha ha ha not me my clenched jaw keeps me from speaking my faucet’s always leaking salty face it’s not a race but do I take up too much space? salty face what a case tell me, where is my place? these walls have seen me pass by so easy nothing new they’ve watched it all, it’s true grey skin dull eyes like something thrown aside no chips, no fries could ever satisfy salty face salty face my hands so cold salty face salty face feelings I can’t hold oh how I wish on a shooting star a golden dish something close, not far salty face still running still running running on till the end of space