ENCLOSED.

Tired I am from my daily dose
Of sitting at home and eating away
Watching the ocean only in films
And listening to the birds’ sing song

I miss walking out in the street so late
Along the way, collecting books
Smiling at those I can’t buy
Thinking to come back for them

Crossing paths with others in shops
Running late and hurrying around
Is what I miss, sitting here
Longing for the normal days of the past

Dressing up was fun indeed
Now I’d do anything to go out free
Unmasked and without any fears
Exploring life the best I can