Garbage Post: Panic Comfort Room

Comfort zone retreat

You stay, never wanting to leave

But I want to see you

Communicating closed, until it’s late

Tied up, until you’re bored

Easy sailing aboard

Simple ways and life, away

In that easy comfort zone, challenges are contained

Better not, step out, or else, risks might soil your shirt

Stay, but I’m walking out

No other way to live you say, obligated yeah inclined toward avoiding any friction, no fray

Do I want to see you now?

Music that helps keep my mind on things above. Via Spotify.
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