
As I step outside,
They keep on asking,
Did you just wake up?
You look so sleepy,
You holed up a lot,
You should go outside,
You should do this,
You should do that,
The old house they saw,
Was freshly painted,
The household they knew,
Is the opposite,
Of the life I had.
Wonderful place..so amazing poem,,,
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