A Minor Inconvenience

I feel so excited, but it's winter here Everything so quiet, the flowers live in fear The light is dying early, and I am alone Learning to be peaceful on my own Several newfound comforts all inside my home I look forward to the morning when I am alone I'm alone A minor inconvenience that there's nothing I can do You feel the same way about this, as I about you Fleeting inspiration, no windows to my room A flower by my bedside I meant to give you My head floods and empties but my body cannot move Bedridden but still shaking, my wooden wings unglue I am going nowhere fast, I'm too afraid to choose Between all these opportunities So none of them come true I'm alone I'm alone