“Look where you’re going,” I said in my mind,
“What’s the problem anyway with your kind?
Sometimes it seems that all of you are blind?
Your manners in traffic quite odd I find.
It’s like the whole world is for you designed.
Why don’t you ever look where you’re heading?
You’re not in a hurry for a wedding!
But it is those people who trolleys use,
that mostly the system seem to abuse.
Somehow in stores you’re always in my way.
I do not even know what could I say,
other than it’s bugging me every day.
More awareness to your surroundings is
the only thing I beg from you with this.