I feel suffocated
Home but not home
My dorm was MINE,
I felt safe and comfortable.
Here is different, tip toeing or just
Avoiding leaving my bed.
Things to do won't get done.
No motivation
Can't even go get my snacks and juice from my dorm,
Stuck home with whatever is here.
Without my phone I'd have lashed out already.
Stuck.
Here until September.
Worst first semester ever.
I miss my friends. My birthday sucked, had to cancel what would've been my first bday party in years without my mom's friends kids or just family.
Too good to be true. Just when I was getting stable and acclimated.
Fuck corona and the government.
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Woes
PoetryMostly poetry accompanied by music. Unfortunately, many can probably relate to at least some of what I write (based off feed back from "If Only") so feel free to read this as well. I'm open to discussing things with you guys and I'm always here to l...
