Frozen.

I am frozen in snow,
waiting for someone to come along
with a shovel and a pair of fuzzy mittens
to unbury me.

Don't bother with a snowblower.
It's not as deep as you think.
And when you come,
could you bring me some fuzzy mittens too?

It's cold down here.
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I wrote this a long time ago, when I felt like nobody ever bothered to understand me because they were almost scared to. And I really wanted some fuzzy mittens.