My Mother and Father are the driver letting me unto the crowded bus
They open and close the doors on the crowded bus
The two of them guide me on the road all the way to my stop
My Grandmothers are all the bars that help me stand up on the bus through the rough and bumpy road that I am on
My Grandfathers are the seats I sit in helping comfort me when I sit down
My Grandfathers keep me stable and non-shaky trough all the twist and turns My sister Quintesha her personality really loud but she’s those head phones blasting music but giving a nice sound My sister Whykiesha Annoying and similar to this crowded bus making things hard on my journey to my stop My sister Amanda dusty and mean reminds me of those dusty windows n the bus unclear of what your really seeing that untouched seat alone and sad is My brother Nafi he might be distant and lonely but that’s the one thing I can count on is having the one untouched seat to go to.