My life is a highway
The warm breeze swooping
Through the car door, the relaxing
Feeling of not being in a rush,
And not having a care in the world.

Suddenly you come to a stop because
Of all the traffic, you are now going to
Be late and you find yourself probably more
Angry then you should be.

The traffic starts to die down and you start moving
Faster to the point where you are plenty of feet behind
The car ahead. You start to relax and you feel calm.
You turn on the radio and your favorite song is on.

You turn it up and start to sing, feeling free and happy,
Like there is nothing that could bring you down.
The song finishes and the next one starts playing.

Within half a second, you find yourself uncomfortable listening
To the song, it was because that was the song that your ex
Boyfriend sang to you when you were dating.
You suddenly feel depressed and all alone.

Your phone starts buzzing uncontrollably as you get a call,
You dig into your purse and frantically manage to press talk
Without looking at the screen, it is your old best friend who
Somehow drifted so far apart from you. She was asking how you
Were and if you wanted to get together sometime.
You felt very shocked that she called, and it made you happy.

You never know what is going to be thrown at you out of nowhere,
Some sad, and some happy. This is why my life is a highway.