Trapped
By: Samantha
Whoosh
Whoosh
Clickity Clack
Clickity Clack
The train passes by my window everyday
Carrying people going places.
Going places fast.
Whoosh
Whoosh
Clickity Clack
Clickity Clack
They have somewhere they need to be.
Something they need to do
To change the world.
Whoosh
Whoosh
Clickity Clack
Clickity Clack
But me, I just sit and watch the train go by
Knowing that I cannot ride
Because I'm trapped.
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