Lockdown

Low, tired, sad and blue.
Trapped, confined, f*ck all to do.
Mind left idle, running wild, trying to get back to that inner child.
Lockdowns, deaths, numbers, cases.
Leaders failing, hopes are fading.

Trying hard to see the end. The time when you can see a friend, watch a match, have a meal, a pint of the black stuff will be a big deal! Go to the club, dance all night, please god the end is in sight.