Who am I?

The couple 2 seats in front of me

draw hearts on the foggy bus window

The kid behind me is sleeping

The warmth from the heater blowing on my feet

as I try to zone out the small towns local radio station

to listen to my own music

I'm thinking

Thinking about myself

Who I am,where ive'd been and where I'll go.

I wonder how ive'd made it this far and why...

Questions that may never be answered.

Author's Note

Good?Or no?

Reviews

[Andie]

Good. :)
We all question who we are at one point in our lives. I still don't know for sure. lol. It's scary to know that anything can happen, and that you have no idea what your future is going to be like. We should just roll with it, and see what happens. :)