The Passenger

You were a passenger in my train of thoughts.

A passenger who doesn't know where to go

And is riding because you're lost.

You let your ticket flew away.

You dont wanna pay.

You were just there trying to alter my ideals and so.

I dont know how to handle you,

I dont know where to drive you.

All I know is that you were lost and hitch a ride,

And I as a good citizen reach out to you

And tried to understand you

Although its never my job to let someone stay

in my train of thoughts for long.

I usually just allow a day or two of stay and let

them go again whereever they wanted to go.

-----A long pause-----

I hope you find where you really wanted to go

before I decide to drive you in my place..

And I dont want that because I will be

vulnerable and I wouldn't be able to handle myself.

I might crash.