BUILT TO LAST

Sunlight’s my enemy; darkness my cloak,
The outside looks inviting; but I’d rather stay at home

So many people; none of whom that I know

They’re all laughing and loving; but I’d rather stay at home.

If I could, I would; bolt the doors with locks

‘Coz the outside and its people are my enemies and foes

Hellos and how are yous; so empty and hollow

I’ve missed you, I love you; all laced with potent holes..

……..I might sound like an emo bitch; but I’d rather stay at home.