Window

 




Such was the rush
to get the seat
Full was my energy
anyone I could beat

One thing I want
is to settle down
Din´t care stepping on
even if they frown

Among so many standing
I managed to sit
but, there was pain
I could barely fit

Some will get down
waiting for next stop
not many should board
keeping up my hope

Many stations got passed
hope was still on
Suddenly, my stop arrived
realising time has gone

Stepping out of the train
memory came and hit
of me being kid,
journey was all about
looking out of the window
not how I sit.




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