On the bright side (IP)

Woke up late for the job interview,
No shower, no breakfast, no time for a brew.
The clock sneered ten; I cursed, I ran,
But on the bright side, I still had a plan.

The plan fell apart when I missed the bus,
I slipped in mud, I groaned at the fuss.
Rain soaked my clothes, wallet dropped in the drain—
But on the bright side, I’d just catch the train.

The train was delayed, then cancelled completely,
As announced on the tannoy all too discreetly.
Of course, then my phone died; my last coin was spent.
What did it matter, where I even went?

I wandered the streets with no place to go,
My stomach, it groaned as it echoed my woe,
Couldn’t recall how I’d ended up here—
Mud-streaked, and exhausted, my mind wasn’t clear.

Everything blurred, and time had collapsed,
Hours slipped by and moments elapsed
I was stumbling, mumbling, falling apart,
No rhythm, no rhyme, and a murmuring heart.

I found a bench, slumped down with a sigh,
Watched the last light drain from the sky.
Almost all quiet, though the persistent wind mocked,
Swallowed by darkness with a hole in my sock.

But on the bright side, I’ve still got my shoes,
And a bit of old gum I didn’t quite lose.
Though the night’s cold, I see the stars shine
And one day, I know, I'll make this world mine.