forgotten

Leanin' on the bench that sits between the forest and the road

Fog is thick and I can't wait until I'm safe and warm at home

Bus should be here any minute, that at least is what I hope

But guess that I should be more cautious cause I'm out here all alone

Got me reaching for my pockets tryna see what's on my phone

But all I see is no reception, gotta stick with what I know

It feels like I've been here forever, time is moving way too slow

It doesn't matter though as long as I get home to my abode

Once in a while some people will drive by

But they don't stop because why would they when there aren't any stop signs