The Traffic Jam

We may have the traffic jams everyday.

 

You come from the east
I come from the west
We come and meet
at the same moment

 

 

You want to turn right
I want to go left
Our direction are different
on the same street

 

 

We stop and keep patient
From red light to green light
Till we have too much complaint
why we can't go fast

 

 

Until the day become late
Everything begin to be quite
We go back and have a rest
For tomorrow's another wait