I'm trapped inside my car.
The driver locks the openings.
He locks the doors and windows.
He locks any form of escape.
He drives my car everyday.
He tries to crash it.
He tried to crash it once,and he will do it again today.
In the corner of my eye,I see what once stood firm.
It's collapsing,turning to ash and rubble and dead dreams.
But on the other side is a nice clear sky.
The clouds are friendly,and so is the sun.
But I am driving away from there at a steady speed.
At night the driver will try to crash my car more frequently.
He will not let me sleep for another night.
He turns the wheel,but I am saved for another day.
Morning has arrived,and the driver locks the car again,so I won't escape.
I see another lane is there to my left.
It heads towards the friendly place with the nice clear sky.
Sometimes I am the only one heading towards the storm.
But eventually I'll see another car speeding towards the funnel cloud.
And the other car gets carried away to the storm.
The original driver lost their control over the wheel.
One night,the driver riding my car stopped.
He asked me,"Do you want to continue?"
I looked behind me to the clear sky,but there was no way back.
And so then I answered,"Yes."
Then the driver continued,and the whispers came.
"There was no way out anyway,"they spoke softly.
