Ms.Navigation

Ms. Navigation has a destination She trying to get to But before she gets to location Its things she going have to pass through Pit stop she stops to Sites see she must see But hopefully she makes it to her destination by noon Hitchhikers on the freeway She picked up one than it was two Dead beat in the front seat And a baby who needs food Now her navigation changed up Her destination is somewhere She don’t want to end up So she tries to stick to her previous destination She is two hours away she believe she can make it Riding on a quarter tank of gas Trying to move fast Running out of cash Hoping that it will last Pedestrian laughing as she passing Females calling continuously Him Tears falling continuously Hurt Baby hollering continuously Food But in her brain she’s the little engine That could that would not give up Knowing that everyone think she should Quarter tank of gas all most gone 40 minutes away from her destination Her latitude reads starvation Her longitude shows motivation Make a right at the light Then you will meet your destination As she patiently waiting for the red light to change She looked up in her rearview she seen the world And seen a lot has change Dead beat gone Her son has grown Her final destination is HOME