traffic

Sitting, starting, stopping, gazing, daydreaming, frustrated. Thousands of us all on the same road but with different desinations. Do you ever wonder where everyone is going? or where everyone is coming from? Youv'e got the shoulder rider, the singer, the finger popper, the tailgater, the makeupdoer, the starer' the reader all sitting in boredom trying to waste some time. Maybe if im busy enough ill forget all about the traffic. Maybe if i piss some other people off this ride will be alright. Do we really have anywhere to go? Are we really heading anywhere? Who cares, at least we're progressing. Progress? am i actually progessing nah just moving. The traffic has stopped again, quick, move so i dont have to think about this. Mind on the road, keep your mind on the road and dont think about the destination it just might kill you. No one else is worrying about the desination why should you? Just keep driving, there...that pain is fading away now, ahh i remember now, its all about beating the person in front of you, that's what it's all about. Mind on the road...