Absolution - ON WRITING AND RUNNING

I’ve been waiting here in line
For my sins to be absolved
The wait seems pretty endless
Giving me hope to re-evolve
The complexion of this washing
Is amazingly pasty white
I feel I’ve been ignored
Which remains a constant plight
They’ve been scouring for hours
Just to wash away the grime
The scrubbing is relentless
And I’m running out of time
Once the cleansing is complete
And I’m attempting to dry out
I’m left to ponder life
And a lingering sense of doubt