Lost
These few months of losses covid being fault, never closes Being at home like how I love Made me realize nothing but such I have friends of few to hold Its my self to long for the hold August coming next in line Varying here and there in mind should I not go or go for work outgoing its not me truly for sure countless times knocking my head lure stay home into progress of slow lost of words, thats for sure ~Pinkly Girly~