Driver

I’m a bad driver.

I shouldn’t have done that.

How did I make him so angry?

I probably just ruined his day. 

I was under the speed limit.

Why was the street so wide if it wasn’t two lanes?

It was an honest mistake.

How could eyes carry such hate?

I admired his car, too.

I had such a big smile in my face 

until my eyes filled with tears.

Why did I make him so angry?

Maybe it was his fault.

Am I the bad driver?