No regrets | #NaPoWriMo | Day 1

Standing by the train’s door
Clutching the pole with all her might
She pondered over the happenings
Everything blurring by in her sight
Did anyone care of her muses at all?
Would ever her boat begin to sail?
Her half eaten sandwich in her bag
Tried to reason but to no avail
There wasn’t much he could do 
For she had made her mind
Won’t let others tell her, she can’t
In the disguise of being kind
As the train began to slow down 
Still a while for her station to arrive
She went to the window seat for a nap 
Instead of taking the regretful dive

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