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I like my little bubble.

My world of oblivion.

Away from all the chaos

The place to where I run.

I hide from all the bullshit

The noise just goes away

I can focus my attentions

And have a productive day.

“Come join us over coffee,”

The people around me chant

My response is always “no thanks,’

In reality, I can’t.

I need my own small world

With windows I can see through

They protect me from the drama

A barrier between me and you.

I write and work in my bubble.

I tune out those around me

In order for me to have success

Please just leave me be.

I feel safe inside my dome

A clear ball of chosen seclusion

I have no use for toxic stress

So, it’s my only real solution

Writer of relationships / early childhood and mental health . Poetry and fiction dabbler

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