I've never felt this cold
In a coat meant to keep me
Warm.
It's (kind of) mended,
Yet torn enough
To breathe in the breeze.
Sometimes it's nice-
But the weather gets chilly
And my spine freezes up.
My coat tries to keep me warm
But it doesn't last long...
I could go home;
The bed sounds very welcoming,
I'd just have to put the coat away.
But every time it's time to go out
In the cold
again
I'd have to
See or
Deal with
That coat.
I don't have enough for a new one and
I don't like the others I've seen anyway,
But god ******-
I'm tired of getting so cold.