Freedom is in bed.
It remains inside, the inconsequential meadow
Blooming nonsense in it's head
A chamber of inconsistent echo
Its been long since when this mister heard hello
Well over zoom or facetime or skype I suppose...
I think all those aren't the same I prefer real life
But who am I to complain?
I just wanna see your nose wrinkle.
Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 7:37 PM UTC
Freedom is in bed.
It remains inside, the inconsequential meadow
Blooming nonsense in it's head
A chamber of inconsistent echo
Its been long since when this mister heard hello
Well over zoom or facetime or skype I suppose...
I think all those aren't the same I prefer real life
But who am I to complain?
I just wanna see your nose wrinkle.
A story of life in lockdown