Life is hard and I'm alone, 

Nobody to call, over the phone, 

Times are tough because of the virus. 

Who knew that the world would collapse from a single parasite. 

I'm lost and far gone, 

I needed a friend for so long, 

But when I talk, the words won't come out,

I'm finally asking for some help. 

I'm sorry for what I have done, 

I'm always unhappy and no fun, 

Part of the guilt has been troubling me for some time, 

It's tearing me apart because I'm too kind. 

You see me as being weak, 

I cry a lot in the bedroom that we speak, 

All I need is for you to be by my side, 

And pitch in for the ride, 

Then maybe, I can be strong...

A/N 

I wrote this pretty quick whilst feeling at my lowest.