You look forward coming to
After a hectic day.
Where you feel free to do
Whatever you want to.
This venue starts feeling like home,
And there’s no other place you’d rather be at.
You start delaying your arrival.
What felt like home,
Only feels like a shelter,
A place to sleep, eat and do work in.
Why did this change take place?
Is it the people?
Is it you?
Or, is it just… Life?