I'm waiting at the bus stop
For my bus to come
It's cold
And it's starting to rain
But the bus won't come
It's already late
I'm tired
I'm tired of waiting
I've been waiting for so long
But the bus just won't come
A bus comes by
But it's not mine
It's not the one that goes to the place I want to go
Another bus comes
And this time, I stop to think
Maybe I don't really have to go to the place I wanted to go
Maybe I could see what will happen if I took this one instead
Should I get on?
Should I?
Should I?
But then it hits me
And I realize
I can't
I can't get on any other bus
At least for now
