Listening to the Voice in my Head

For this week's Storytime with Sejal, I wanted to write a poem about the voice in my head and how I have grown sick of our conversations from being in quarantine for so long.

Recently I've been hearing more from the little voice in my head

It's there every second from my first step out of bed

No matter what is said

That voice makes me wish I was amongst friends instead

What if I just want to be

On a cruise in the middle of the sea

Or in a room with more than only three

But wherever I go nowadays, it feels like it is only me

The voice used to be my haven and safe place

But stuck at home, that voice is not easy to erase

I have grown to realize that I have to embrace

All the obstacels thrown my way so that one day I will appreciate the saving grace

One day when this is all over I can put on my shows,

and disregard all the news

And go to see all my friends- instead of simply a few,

But for now it's just me and the voice in my head- that's no excuse