The flight was full
I held my boarding pass
I sat and waited two hours, feeling like an ***

Traveling alone again, what would people think?
I have no friends, or maybe I stink?

I really don't give a **** what they say
I'm going away, I'm going today

I get in my seat
Waiting for our take off
Sitting next to a man
With a terrible cough

I just want to sleep
But he won't shut up
Telling me his life story
I've heard enough!

I close my eyes
He continues to speak
He just won't stop
As I attempt to sleep

I wake up a few minutes before touchdown
The man is still talking
There was no one else around

He's been talking to me this entire time?
I guess I found a new friend
So I'm ending this rhyme