Wanting Transportation
Trapped on an Island
An Island made of steel
Cages of grating cover me
While the mist in the ocean fills
Wind pushing it's way forward
Leaving me behind
Counting down the hours
When will it be my time
Yelling out loud in the dark
But no one can hear my cries
Waiting for the sun to show it's face
And open up it's beautiful skies
Waiting for a bird to come calling
Waiting to hear its wings in the wind
On an Island I am trapped!!!
And here I will stay
Watching the sun Descend
Waiting for my time to go in
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