Eights

A future, a future! Come hither, come near
Cries myself from my nook
"Damned if you do, damned if you don't"
A quote, eight of swords, to be exact
Eight of cups, leave all behind
But what a future then?
"Outlook unclear"
Thank you , magic eight ball, go to hell
But now, fortune is on my side
I've learned new skills!
Shove it, eights of wands and pentacles
I'm still the same
Size eight dress, foot, ring
Big hands, working, crafting
Eight eight eight-what a number
C'est ma numero, je pense
Some French, hey, I have class
Future, doesn't exist, "outlook unclear"
White picket fence, van for eight
Or small apartment, 8 mm nearby
Impossible choice. Impossible. Oh god, why?
What of neither? Eight of cups? Anew?
Anew anew anew-what a concept
New love, new life? New everything
Can I do it? Eight of cups
Regret, sorrow, and now I'm five