“Still Inside, Thanks”

Cabin Fever

“Still Inside, Thanks”
The rain came in like it pays rent,
While sunshine’s off on “self-care” bent.

My car's a lawn gnome with regrets,
And bills throw tantrums, place your bets.

I chat with walls—they're better hosts
Than humans ghosting harder than ghosts.

But hey, I’m thriving! (Lies, but cute.)
Now pass the snacks and existential mute.