I haven't seen my friends
In over a year
things outside are happening
But I'm not so cavalier
I would love to socialize
But I'm immunocompromised
It wouldn't be too wise
I gained 30 pounds
My clothes no longer fit
I could buy some news ones
But there's just no point to it
The closest thing to a date
I've had was on chaturbate
There's nothing on my plate
So it's Friday alone again
No one here to see me
I guess I'll watch some TV
It could change but until then
I'm stuck here in the same spot
With the Friday night death slot
I'd be so happy
To overpay for beer
There's no shitty bar band
That I wouldn't want to hear
I'm grateful that I haven't died
But if I'm always stuck inside
Am I really still alive?
So it's Friday alone again
No one here to see me
I guess I'll watch some TV
It could change but until then
I'm stuck here in the same spot
With the Friday night death slot
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