Dull colours inside.
When I'm inside.
I feel like I am trapped between walls.
When I look outside I see bright colours.
We should be outside not in here.
Everyday I slouch down,
Staring out the window.
It's not fun being inside,
We should be outside playing about.
We hear the birds sing,
While they be flapping there wings.
It's nasty inside, it's starting to give me a fright.
It's my dream to be surrounded by nature,
If I go out they'll think I'm in danger.
Everything is real but inside it's all artificial.
There's no life in here I feel like the only living creature.
Umair Razwan 7O
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