The Quarantine

Waking up, hoping, but realizing nothing will ever change, the hours, minutes, go by

nothing changing, more people getting sick and more people going crazy because of this

trying to find ways to keep on living the best lives we can, but again realizing nothing  

will ever change, can't see the ones we love, can't play, nothing will be the same. 

This poem is about: 
Our world



Very relateable. I think we have all felt like this at some point!

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