Terminal

It's not like that Speilberg movie

Cuz for some reason things aren't going that smooothly

It's place where everyone wants to go somewhere

No one likes the fact that they're not already there

And it's not like this place is always a fair

The fifty killed and multiple injured show some despair

A place where everything wears a veil

Even though it's temporary and gets kinda stale

But who is anyone to judge

When we're too serious to even budge

Everyone comes here wanting to be a stud

And most just land with a loud thud

But this isn't that serious, it's not a bunch of bodies

Strewn all over in front of the lobby.

It's something far more personal so it hurts more

And the thing is that we all know what's in store. 

Maybe it's just something strong and powerful, like Katrina

Or maybe it's a huge wave that flops before the marina

Thinking makes it much more confusing

And it feels like it's you're humanity you're losing

Maybe it's times like these that make you realize what's important

Somethings that always lie in our souls dormant

You're vision always becomes clear when you're pulled by a current

Even if you really weren't

But it's amazing what you find in a terminal,

Even if it's detrimental

To tell the truth and how much you mean

To me is much more than you can dream