8/22/2020

Recognizing faces. Forgetting names.
Seeing friends. Feeling strange.
Everything’s the same, but it’s all changed.
The new normals ****, I wanna go back.
Lessons learned in this lame lot as I’m living life,
Chemicals cleaning, fears screaming.
If I said I didn’t care, I’m lying,
I’ve just given up trying.
It’s not just me, we all feel it,
Overwhelmed, gloomy, pathetic.
How long can they keep this going?
When will their fatigue start showing?
Fitting in never sounded befitting,
But if I can lead by my ample example,
Is that a worthwhile gamble?
Psalm ninety-one, five and six give me backbone,
Then I trip on Romans thirteen one.
Information flying every which direction,
I’m at truth and lie’s intersection.
I’m uncomfortable and worn out,
Introverts need a home in the crowd.