create again in me

I live in a house filled with paranoid people.
That's a fact.

I now live in a house that is so closed-up, you can't see the outside world.
All because everyone's paranoid.
They're afraid another mosquito will fly in and poof.
I'm in the hospital again.

My room windows are officially closed.
The computer room windows are officially closed.
Those big doors are officially closed.
I'm surprised I can still breathe.

Come on.
The dengue wasn't THAT bad now, right?