Railroaded
Railroaded, we were
Becoming everything we
Hated about life
We had traded our
Dream catchers and dirty feet
For certificates
We didn’t even
Want, for friends we don’t like
And heels we can’t walk in.
Copyright © Gracie Bawden | Year Posted 2013
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