How Long?

Every morning I wake up 
with tears in my eyes
praying that today
will be the day of release

I'm not even sure
how the release will happen
but I know it won't be sudden
it'll have to be slow
we'll have to take our time
we'll have to go with the flow

I just can't wait to be able
to go to the store with my mom
and not wear a mask
and to hug everyone
that I haven't seen in so long
and all this wistful dreaming 
just leads me to ask
how long will this go on?

It feels like it's been 
over a thousand years
every day equals a month
every week is a year
and we are still at home
and we are still in fear
stuck at home indefinitely 

How long?
we ask
we shout
we sigh
we tear out our hair
we begin to cry
we want to be productive
but we're not strong enough to try

We just keep asking 
and asking
the same questions
over and over again

How long has this been going on?
How long will it continue?
How long have we been out of school?
How long until we can get out?

Everyone has questions
and it seems like
no one has the answers
but life just continues to go on

Life will continue
to go on
until 
all the questions
are answered