February 24, 2010
By , Bentonia, MS
Trapped with no where to go.
A car with no tires on this long,
dusty road.
I long for a sign to show me the way.
But until then, all I can do is pray.
Trapped and so alone.
No real place to call my home.
I never knew life could be so hard,
But I won't give up,
I'll keep pushing forward.

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