Coralville Public Library's Teen Zine
Train of being by Taeryn
Sometimes when I wake up
I’m not who I was
Or am I?
Simply lost, perhaps
In myriad of trains
All leading to
A wreck of people
Which one might be me
Or who I think to me
Guessing a masterwork
Collisional personalities
Vying for the right track
I’ve got a one-track mind,
But the train’s derailed.
Drifting slowly to merge
Becoming one with
Who I was yesterday
Will be tomorrow
But not who I am
Today
Excuse me please
I’ve got a train to catch