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~