Oxygen against my gills Keeps my lungs working Leave the water running Cheek pressed to the window Fogs up when I exhale Broken white line blinking I took a number from the counter When is it my turn to be everyone Nothing is more than a waveform That I haven't seen before Under covers Light and camera couldn't capture How my vision hovers If it's flashes Of electrons firing How does it stare right back at me I took a number from the counter When is it my turn to be everyone Nothing is more than a waveform That I haven't seen before