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Early in the morning she looks outside

Looks for something, but unaware of what

Wondering if this his how life was seen by Bonnie and Clyde

Forgetting all the people’s lives they cut



Get through the day which is usually the same

Wake up, walk out, wish for more

Like the poor dog lying lame

Wanting to get up and go through the closed door



Always telling her the rules and to abide

Never letting freedom come, always saying tut-tut

Afraid of her not being preoccupied

Constantly keeping her stuck in a rut



For now she sits and patiently

Knowing that this will soon come to an end

No need to worry about things coming to late

For there is nothing left to mend