Waiting

• Zoe Burrell, Grade 8
• Short Story
• 2004

Simply I wait.
Wait for a bus or a car or a train.
Not knowing what's coming
or where im going.
I have no need for a ticket.
Just the clothes on my back.
And i should be fine.
Well i hope ill be fine.
Not knowing where im going or what im waiting for.
Maybe i've been left behind.