Poetry

Trapped (#387)

Trapped in a cage and trying to get out,
Of my success, there’s very little doubt,
I will spring myself from this prison cell,
I refuse to stay locked up in this hell,
I shall plot and execute my daring escape,
I’ll do it without a single solitary scrape,
I’ll bide my time until the moment is right,
And then BAM! I’ll be long out of sight,
This cage cannot hold the likes of me,
I can promise you this- I will break free.

Any Thoughts?

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