The First Train Out, The Last Train In

 Impatiently standing on the platform as the minutes drag out 
            Pacing...
            Pacing...
            Pacing...
      Nervous about what may not happen
                                               Nervous about what may
    Heart beating a million times a minute     
                    Racing
                    Like Jeff Gordon on a Sunday (in 2006)
                    Hoping not to crash
      Alone with thoughts of doubt and indecision
                                                Not a soul to share the fear
    What if's competing for attention
                    Insisting
                    That the worse case scenario
                    Is the most likely to happen
      Rats scurry along the walled tracks like little messengers
                                                 Of doom and despair
     Carrying spirit-crushing memos from HR managers  
                    Expressing regret
                    For the lack of positions requiring
                    The skills boasted about on the resume