19 Minutes

Drowned out by the agitatedly silence Praying for smooth ride without robbery and violence Hidden insults, crooked meanings, rude and harsh words Meaningless sounds created just to be heard Tapestries on the back of blue and white bus seats like plastic scars I only have to travel 8 stops that’s not to far Gum wrappers, old candy, ear plugs, and unfinished homework littered the floor I constantly hear the squeaky back doors The red bus # 35 brakes My balance shakes The lady next to me asked, Mister where are you from? Baltimore, my next reply Miss do you have enough room? Some forceful usual pushing Nearby drama and fussing Why is that 7 year old cussing? Overcrowded people rudely squeezing on their way to the back Kids don’t even care to take off their knapsacks It feels like I am the only person truly alive I only have 19 minutes to survive Finally my stop is next I'm here that's the message I just texted