Tired eyes fight to stay open,
This bus is far too cold,
People shuffling with awkward words spoken,
Most of us are on our phones.

This bus driver is a grumpy *******,
So he's just about ruined my day,
I haven't even got to College yet,
And I want the world to go away.

This routine is comforting,
As I know where I need to be,
But that doesn't mean it's not boring,
Morning's are tedious to me.

The air is cold and biting,
And I've got holes in my gloves,
Same goes for my shoes,
As the rain cascades from above.