Youth
UT
· 1 min read

I want to run, I want to play
I want to get out
On a rainy day
The clouds rumble
Calling to me
I've done what I could
Now I want to flee
If I think hard
I could probably write more
A few faint thoughts
And the heavens start to roar
I want to excel
I want to soar
But my eyes are stuck
On the open door
So I look at the man
With pleading eyes
When his meet mine
They're made of ice
Windows like paintings
It's a day so great
But 60 more minutes
I've got to wait