Stuck Poem by Nicholas Titus

Stuck



Stuck in first gear
Trapped sitting here
Lost on A dead end street
I want to run but I can't move my feet
Sleepy but I have no eyelids
I'm up for sale but have no bids
I'm hungry with no food in sight
I'm tired of the dark but there is no light
Stuck at this party but not having fun
Tried to shoot for the stars with no bullets in my gun.......

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