Drunk behind the Wheel

Life is a Ride.  More and more i feel like a passenger on this journey, because I am pretty sure that I am not driving anymore.  I hope whoever is driving knows where he or she may be going because I really don’t need anymore stress right now.  Whoever is driving is going way to fast, i am pretty sure we have ran a few red lights.  I wish we would get pulled over so that this crazy ride might stop for a little while but we don’t, we never do, only keep going faster.  I should buckle up.  I ask to stop but the driver just ignores me.  I really want to drive again, but I don’t know how to take the wheel. Just doesn’t seem safe at this speed. I keep seeing exits I would like to stop at, but no one listens.  They just keep driving, right past. I am really not even sure where we are going.  Maybe I could ask… again no answer.  I don’t know if i like this driver.. not stopping where Iwant to stop, speeding and driving wrecklessly.. I seriously am starting to wonder if they even have a driver’s license.  So one we go down this road of life, exits whizzing past, with no idea where we are in a rush to… how to slow down.. maybe the emergency brake, no that seems way to extreme… I know I’ll just try to sleep, maybe when I wake again, things will be back to normal and I will get to drive again…