next in line

i sit here as the day fades away
i sit here as my life wastes away
i sit and await the new day
but everything feels the same
i want to scream at the top of my lungs
i want to get the hell out
i want to be a step out of line
i want to just walk away
but i know i have to stay
i have a number in my hand
and im the next in line
what awaits me ahead
im scared sometimes
to know what i have to do
but i cant stop now
im the next in line
just like everyone else