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A poem about feeling trapped |
| I sit in the pouring rain, tears running down my face. I just want to run away, find that one special place. Where I don't have to pretend, Where all my wounds will mend. I want to feel like I'm home, Want to be free to roam. I feel like I'm in a cage, A cage where I can only age. There's more sorrow, than one can consent as I break free, into the sunset. |