23 October 2012
Sitting at the bus stop, Im always 10 minutes early. My blonde hair still drying;wet, Turning all frizzy and curly.
I got here way too quickly, And now I'm suffering the consequences of being alone. I can't do anything else, Don't want to waste the battery on my phone.
I wish I had a friend, Waiting at the bus stop with me too. But instead I'm sitting waiting, For my bus three zero one two.
© Sophie Kaelin 23/10/12
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