waiting for my phone
to ring and writing
down the calls

an air-conditoner
drowns out the warm
breeze outside that

I know is there but
I am just a slave to a
cold, suffocating room

as my parrot cries
for attention I am
stuck in detention

for I am just a
good ol' girl gone
very, very bad

sincerely missing a
virtual life I know
I almost had...