Loss.

Inside The bed is warm and cozy Wrapped around me like a burrito And there I lay lazily Dreaming about my friends I can't resist it I don’t want to be sick ever again As I say to myself Then I doze off Outside I am sick and tired My family has lost everything Everything we had is gone in the dust We must pick food from the ground and dumpsters Or we will starve to death People keep judging us Like if we were rabid animals