I’m searching for escape
Got so much on my plate
It’s too much for me
I wish I could be free
Pondering what to do
Even considered faking the flu
Just nowhere to go nowhere to roam
Stuck here grounded, consealed to the home
Pacing the walls up and down
Impossible to evade this frown
Space is eluding time to myself
It’s starting to inflict my mental health
Being selfish now thirst for solitude
My bubbled silence my way, not rude
Evading anger in every way I can
Because it is not an acceptable plan
Am I cowardly how I percevere?
I do not know, certainly not clear
Cannot run, never really been my game
I’ve always been too stubborn and refrained
How long can I last this intense pain
Hopefully not before I go insane
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Every day is a constant struggle with comprehending that the place that once offered me solitude is now a place I want to be as far away from as possible.
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It is so tragic, where are you from? What are your conditions. In France we are extremely lucky to have a garden and government aid, there are lots of people a lot worse off then us. Thinking about them.
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I am from the US. I work for a school and we were some of the first people to not be able to work. Fortunately, since I am under contract, I was still being paid. However, I lost my other job wot no pay. But yes there are others here that have it way worse than I do and hopefully have received their government aid to help ease some of the hardship.
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I’ve been shocked by things over in the States, already looking at my home country and their reactions in th UK. The USA I have been really amazed, just the disorganisation, but again, how do you organize a pandemic with that many people. A very difficult job. Good luck and stay safe, already amazing that you had two jobs in the first place.
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