Where Am I?

• Thomas Maurer, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2023

I had just woken up, nothing around me, except for a cup.
“Where am I?”
I said, maybe I got a bump on my head.
No way to get out, I am stuck, and in doubt.
I’m losing hope,
When all of a sudden I see a rope.
My hands grip onto it,
The rope starts to split,
I’m beginning to become sad,
I want my dad.
I am so hungry I would swallow some gum,
I am starting to miss my mum.