Quarantine Blues


The feeling of fear is too real
Never thought that going outdoors would be my fear
Watching people walk with a faces covered
I wonder what they are thinking
My mind is don't get close
Stay 6ft and please don't sneeze
I need my essentials, are you wearing gloves at pick-up
Please respect my space and my race
Why aren't you standing six feet away from me
Is it not wise to ask you why or to have to tell you
I am practicing social distances
My anxiety is high but you just see my mask and
not my face , we are all a new race without a face
Someone tell me why this has became the way of life
Don't eat out and too scared to shop inside of stores
Do a drive by before entering where crowds are
Sit in your car and decide if it is safe to go in
The fear is overly real and this virus is the real deal
Nightmares of the COVID at night
This is my story of the quarantine blues

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