I am trapped
In a small room
Five feet tall
Five feet wide
It is dark
It is quiet
There is no way out
But that is okay
I will stay here
Because somewhere
There is someone
In another box
That is three feet wide
And three feet tall
Their box is smaller than mine
Darker than mine
Quieter than mine
They have things worse than I do
So
I will stay in my box
And be happy for what I have
And hope that my box
Will one day open.
YOU ARE READING
My Muse
PoetryKind of poems, kind of just words from my mind. I don't really care if this gets reads or not I'm just kind of at a writers block but I still feel like doing something. I hope you enjoy my mess. ~for my muse~
