a small poem dedicated to long bus rides...
sittin' still, eyes closed
let the muavin just pass me by
pain pills, thick clothes
if i fall i think i'll die
drive me, captain
make me part of home's design
none to drive us
i feel ass pain for the very last time
sit still, restless
losing sleep while I lose my mind
all bore, no stress
all my exams left behind
road is below
so high up, i'm near-divine
lean back, let go
i feel ass pain for the very last time