i'm
asleepat the wheel of life,
broken hearted
and alone.
i wait
for the bus to stop.
i wait
for someone
to pull
the wire above
the doors
and windows,
for the wheels of the train
to halt.
i need someone to
tell me what to do with
my life.
i need a conductor,
a driver,
a map.
without you i'm lost.

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