This train goes day and night, as I mentioned before in the mornings I see the same student come on this train and I see them sit in the same seat.

At night time I see a woman that I also see in the mornings.

She never sits down on the train, always standing, holding on to a pole.

During the day I see her wearing business attire, golden earrings, a silver bracket on her left wrist, and a wedding band.

At night I see her wearing a dress so short it may as well be lingerie, stud silver earrings, two silver bangles, one on her right wrist and one on her left, and no wedding band.

Since boarding this train, I haven't dared to utter a fucking word.

I remember back then I didn't speak on public transport, I still don't nowadays.

Why change.

My life is already completely fucked up.

I'm not going to fuck it up more by speaking.

I always notice others on the train but they never notice me, I'd like to keep it like that.

I'll be honest I can't wait for the day this train gets bombed, rather die than be here.