But now I ride on a daily basis,
I sit, I observe, i listen, I watch peoples faces,
there are psycho's, wacko's weird ones alike,
all with headphones, texting their life
Rudeness, coldness, staring you through,
and that's just the front where I am at eye view,
now consider this folks, for 8 hours if you will
I can't imagine how one's brain would stay real
to a normal person who sees this every day,
to you my bus driver, you have a nice day!
to all you who had a bad day and feel strife
get a grip bitch, in fact get a life
the bus driver is there to get you home
look down and enjoy and text on your phone
now i'm hoping these kind words may help me my way
maybe a free bus pass Metro X what do you say?
—Mike
thank you to my friends and loves for contributing to my fat and happy heart. it wilts a little (a lot) at the notion of a lengthy leave. sloppy kisses for you all. —lone bean
Chances are slim that you'll ever see this, but I wanted to say thanks. Just your presence, and your kindness, changed everything. You're like that suddenly spring-like day that crops up in the middle of January; a promise of life when all else is cold. Don't ever change. —Suddenly looking forward to harbour crossings