introspectivity. a poetry collection

𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

be careful what you wish for

life is a bore

every single thing I do

feels like a chore

now I'm trapped

inside these four walls

no friends, too much time

and never any calls

quarantine dreaming

really crazy seeming

it's screwing my mind,

but at least my skin's gleaming

I have time for myself

it's all about me

taking care of oneself

living life carefree

just sipping my tea,

lying under a tree

I have to agree

it's the best thing for me