I open the door to my kingdom
And see a feast of leftovers
But the smell of the food is running from me
Must be the freshly cut grass
I hear the dogs barking
But I don’t care because the TV is playing Rita Ora
I see my bed and think of sleeping
But then my little sister’s friends are causing a lot of noise from their running
I walk out so see what’s happening but it’s all a blur because the dust is rising
It’s making me cough
Then I leave for my best friend, the couch, who has been waiting
And all day he was the only thing I was craving
I crack a snack while watching my phone, feeling so relaxed