There’s the door
Closed, of course
I stand in front of it
With my hand hovering
Just above the doorknob
My hand grips it, then stops
My mind hesitates
To open the door
I step back, breathing in relief
Tomorrow, I’ll open the door
Yes, tomorrow I’ll do it
I’ll wait until tomorrow

There’s a throbbing in my head
Beating loud, and very slow
I try to catch my breathing
Instead, I end up gasping
My body starts to get hot
The sweat starts, and doesn’t stop
My limbs feel heavy, like lead
I take each step, with struggle
This pressure that’s around me
It’s overwhelming my soul
Day after day, it’s the same
This life of mine, is so harsh
But still, I don’t stop, nor quit
I go, in search of a hope

I write down the words
But it doesn’t fit
My mind is scrambling
While my hand is frozen
With a fresh, new pencil
And a blank paper
Then my mind goes blank
I hate writer’s block

Feeling so exhausted
And I’m just coughing dry
My head is getting so hot
But somehow I’m feeling cold
Now I find it hard to breathe
And my throat is feeling sore
I don’t know what is wrong with me
Gee, I think it’s covid nineteen

I could say the sweetest things
And tell you how I love you
Give you anything you ever wanted
Just to make sure you’re happy forever
But I’m not good with words
And my money is short
So all I can give you
Is my life and my heart
And tell you I love you

The butterflies come
when I think of you
I feel so self-conscious
whenever you’re around
Gosh, you are so gorgeous
and I think you’re perfect
I feel so frustrated
I don’t know what to do
I wish I could do more
than just say I love you

It’s finally almost here!
Your very own special day!
You get to be a year older
and say that you’ve matured
No matter how much you change
I’ll always keep liking you
I know it’s early
but Happy Birthday!