poetry

Home

I love sitting at home,
Rain falling all alone.
Turn off that annoying phone.
Just relaxing,
Cup of tea,
Or an ice cold beer.
Letting go of all my fears.
I love this place,
My little space.
Why go out,
Into the noisy world?
When I can stay home,
Nice and curled,
On the sofa reading,
Or maybe watching some TV.
Yes this is where I want to be.
Why can’t you see?
Just let me be me.
Please just leave me be.

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