I open my rusty maroon door, and listen to my engine grumble
We both know it will be a long day
Though the drive is short, the journey is long
Millions of others are headed the same way
We obey the rules and stop at the lights
It's so easy up until this turn
The sun pierces through the sky
- why are you taunting me so-
I must squint as it glares through the glass
What is it shinning to brightly upon
-why are you taunting me so-
It keeps shinning at the world
the world beyond that black building
As I leave the building, it no longer is taunting me
Is there a world outside of this building?
I start my engine,
but have I missed it?
That glaring glow is gone
Has it already passed me by?
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