i have found to be at my
most me
on an empty bus home
sitting lonely.
from the second floor seats
i get to gaze on empty streets
closing shops
clubs
sometimes homes.
i wonder if they can see me.
writing poetry
on my way home
in an empty bus
sometimes wishing
i wasn't alone.
Oct 28, 2017
Oct 28, 2017 at 3:10 PM UTC
i have found to be at my
most me
on an empty bus home
sitting lonely.
from the second floor seats
i get to gaze on empty streets
closing shops
clubs
sometimes homes.
i wonder if they can see me.
writing poetry
on my way home
in an empty bus
sometimes wishing
i wasn't alone.
