I stare
At the train
Which will
Take me away
From my family
From my home
From my
Life.
I want to cry
But
I
Can't.
When the time
Comes
Hugs come and go
And I step onto the train.
The train rumbles
And grumbles
And I'm starting
To like it.
Maybe it
will
take me to a better life
Like my family says.
Maybe I'll
Like it
Like how I'm
Starting to like this honking old train.
And maybe I will.
Maybe
I
Will.