Inhale, Exhale
I'm just looking for a way out
But I don't always see the red illuminated exit sign
I think every door I see is an entrance
I think it's a sign that it's not my time to leave
So, breathe
Stop
Calm down
Just breathe
Pick yourself back up
Put one foot in front of the other
And know you are always in the right place no matter where you are
p.s. don't worry the cure is you
Copyright © Roses Roses | Year Posted 2022
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