No matter the miles you walked, the roads you took, the sleepless hours you spent to get to the station - at times you miss the train - not because you arrived late at the station, but because you couldn't push through the endless crowd in the platform to make it to the train on time. You are left with no choice but to wait patiently for the next train with the people who had started late from home.
But that doesn't change you. It might shake or rattle you - but it doesn't break or change you. You don't start late from home the next time. You still start early, walk those miles, push through the crowd in the platform, and silently hope of not missing the train again.