Awash in melancholy I struggle
Taking it one day at a time, I guess
No magic wand or spell, a mere muggle
Just trying to make sense of all this mess

Last year was a dumpster fire at best
Pandemic parenting overwhelming
Our patience and resolve put to the test
Stresses on mental health unrelenting

Treading water, working through daily tasks
A case of survival, no go-getter
Speaking moistly behind our cotton masks
Maybe we can change things for the better

      Twenty twenty-one, I’m gon’ make you mine
      Looking around? Yup, everything is fine