Sitting on a barrier made of concrete.
Scrolling on his phone, no one on the street.
The phone his only friend, he looks at it by the hour.
Loneliness invades and makes his life so sour.
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Sitting on a barrier made of concrete.
Scrolling on his phone, no one on the street.
The phone his only friend, he looks at it by the hour.
Loneliness invades and makes his life so sour.