Just

Being at home didn't provide the best comfort, It should be how you communicate with your family, But how, when none of them were around? A home that feels meaningless. Waking up around 8 or 9, Same routine, unchanging, Not even fond of having breakfast, lunch, and dinner Just cooking, leaving it to spoil, and throwing it away. It's tiring, but who cares? I don't even know what to feel, Just an 'okay', whatsoever. Tsk!