Right in the middle of Lagos traffic
Sitting in the bus with my role model
Feeling the heat of the traffic
Thoughts flowing through my mind
Lines reannouncing that it needs perfection
My hands moving with the flow of my mind
I wonder
What is going through everyones' mind
Are they in a hurry?
Are they depressed?
Are they excited to see what's at the end of the their journey
Are they running from something?
Or silently praying for a Saviour or their Guardian Angel.....

Well I guess a little distraction from what's going on in my life would make my troubled soul feel less tensed
But at the end,
It's just me and my world
With no one staying longer than they deserved in it.