The Bus

I go to sleep
And pray for snow
And I know it’s not my fault, but I say its not the truth.
I wake to rain
And hope for flood
I don’t care, I fake the flu, but I’m still off to school.
I go outside
My yellow ride
Front of the steps
I grit my teeth
Clench my fist and close my eyes but, nothing, I’m still here
I go outside
I take my time
I don’t want to go to school today!
Last period ends
All wait for me
Audience forms
But I won’t face up to what I have to do!