It wasn't interesting to me at first,
The way the road seemed to stretch endlessly.
The way things passed by so quickly,
While I stared back at my own dull reflection.
My eyes meeting those of someone else, someone different.
Someone I didn't seem to notice before.
I was staring back at the old me, saying goodbye for the final time, before dissapearing in the fog.
I touched the cold glass, attempting to get a final look,
Only to see a new road, leading to a new life.
A better one.