• there was hair in my face brushing my cheek
    I was waiting for the bus bag in hand
    arm to weak
    and I looked down at myself...

    My tights had ladders and brocken shoes
    no tie around my neck today
    i wear it so i get to choose
    heres the bus...

    i stepped on the bus with thoughts in my head
    the bus-driver smirked and sniffed
    as if i didn't have a bed
    i sat down...

    the women gave me a dirty
    as i hauled up next to her
    she went in her bag and gave me a sherby
    i got off at school...

    i opened my bag to get the lrics
    but they blew away wiskfully
    i ran to get them but too-late
    I flew away with the lyrics up into the sky