Reality Hits🍂🤎 Pt. 2

The Library (12-28-21)

Song:

A place that feels understood not by my heart but my mind which on most occasions is rare

My brain is picky on letting things in because of my toxic past

I breathe the air around me,
greet the workers with kind waves

The fresh books on the shelf,
Christmas lights glowing

The library is the place to be,
more importantly mine

I underestimate it,
but it's always been there for me

When I'm stressed,
or sick

I can go to the place,
one that matches the vibrational energy of my mind
one so rare