Trapped
As the days go by I feel more trapped than I could
Ever imagine,
I keep thinking to myself that one Day one glorious day
I will finally be free,
That I will become a Free bird,
But until that day comes I am still a trapped little
Bird waiting for that day that I will be let out of my cage,
So that my wings can spread and
I can fly away.
Is this poem about the feelings of being trapped by boredom?
Yes