I am stuck; here, outside. No one's home to open the doors, Plus I'm tired, lonely and coarse. The insects are swarming me, They won't leave, For I am food in their eyes, Exposed and out of place.
I keep on retaliating, consistently, But there seems to be no end to my misery. I'm tired of waiting; I hit the doors, Knowing no one will answer - I pound some more. Begging, crying; someone please open the doors.
-This is me literally speaking, but please, search your heart for another meaning
I'm stuck here outside my house :( no one's home. I just got home from school and I'm waiting for my mom to come back. But I fear it'll be hours before she does. So here I am, stuck outside.