i cant help like feeling this is just a waste
i wonder what she does all day? she isn't dressed for work. she clambers on the bus at 9.05am hair tied back with her floral patterns. she sits in the excact same seat with two bags ; a cat bag and another and does not speak a word.
i wonder where she goes. i never stop to see where she gets off. it must be yarmouth? but what does she do? i never bothered to ask her, or say hi, how are you doing today? is it society that makes it wrong to do that. i could go sit next to her, but then she'd get scared.
today she got on my bus and jumped when i fell off my seat. but she did not get on at 5.02pm..that made me kinda sad...
i wonder where she goes. i never stop to see where she gets off. it must be yarmouth? but what does she do? i never bothered to ask her, or say hi, how are you doing today? is it society that makes it wrong to do that. i could go sit next to her, but then she'd get scared.
today she got on my bus and jumped when i fell off my seat. but she did not get on at 5.02pm..that made me kinda sad...