What? Me Scared?

A virus that kills;

Scary as hell…

For most people, at least.

Am I scared?

No, not really!

 

What? Me Scared?

 

I never leave the apartment!

Where will I get it?

Oh, I want to go out…

Not with no money, though.

And that is my lot, lately.

Abject poverty is my way;

And other things depress me more.

My mother is on her death bed.

 

What? Me Scared?

 

I want to enjoy any time I go out.

Not possible if one cannot buy…

Or sell, or eat or enjoy.

Scared of losing interest, fun, youth;

Yes, a bit.

When will life be better, again?

 

What? Me Scared?