Trapped Poem by Youssef Tarek Mnsr

I am trapped
all I have done is napped
there's no one around
boredom is what I found

I am alone
bouncy balls, I've thrown
On the ceiling, on the walls
I've even played with my sister's dolls

I can see the rays of the summer sun
In my room, there's nothing fun
I sit down and hit my boots
I sit down and eat my fruits

There's nothing to do
what do I do? I have no clue
sit on my couch, or sit on my bed
mother came in and said I can go out instead!