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by Walter Mar 31, 2020 category : Sadness, depression / other
Alarm goes off You're half asleep You haven't stopped Still counting sheep There's no time to Try and rest The suns not up But feeling stressed Robotic now A shower, shave Then caffeine Is what you crave You check your phone At such a rate This now the way You communicate Run out the door Can't miss the train You're trying hard To feeling sane A crowded stand Makes this a task When everyone's Wearing a mask A mental note Don't touch a thing The virus is In full swing Stand face to face What this implies Everyone looks With accusing eyes Relieved to be In the town The streets are bare No one around High-rise buildings Standing tall Emphasizing How we're so small Key card scanned And take the lift Contemplating The working shift The office now Feels like a cell First thing you do Is hand wash gel Log on to e-mails Feeling deceived Co-workers absent Is what's received You don't know if You'll cry or laugh Yet another day You're understaffed Yet experts say this Hasn't yet reversed It won't get better Until it gets worse For this to stop And to win the fight Each day is getting harder To see the light