Trapped in this room
Doors and curtains closed
Here we all sit
Secluded from most

Sun pours down
Rains come and go
We know nothing of it
We just go with the flow

Stare at our screen
Type a word or two
Then swivel in our chair
And take a break for loo

That's how our days are
Trapped in this room
Watering our future
With a hope that it blooms

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"While the growing the tree of our future, we often overlook the garden besides."