Bus Stop

Standing in the rain,

Waiting for the bus.

Staring into the grey skies,

Wondering how it would be

If you were happy.

Looking at people walking by,

Curious how our relationship

Would go.

With music in my ear,

I ignore the whole future.

With music in my ear,

I sink into my void.

There I can scream

And nobody would hear me.

Letting feelings burst out,

To get my frustrations out.

But in the end,

It won’t matter.

In the end,

I’ll go insane.