They told me to aspire,
but I found this idea a little satire.

Aspire what? was my question,
how do I find my boat in this huge ocean?

The sky is open for you,
is what they said.
But my answer is due,
I repeated instead.

I came back in the bus,
thinking about this fuss.

Am I a useless bin?
why is everyone looking at me with that grin?
Relax! you are not the only one,
but why are they all making my fun?

My emotions danced for a mile,
until the conductor told me,
"Your destination will come in while."
I answered back with a smile,
finally I got an answer to this messed up pile.