There's a plethora of albums in my mind And a good deal weighing on my heart
My brain desires fluctuation Bipolar fixations based around emotion And Unicorns with rainbows on blue, wearable ocean
And everything is a microcosm seemingly inconsequential When looked at solely from the view of entrusting it to You And all the fear that rides the coattails of such a decision.
Wrote this in the car after a trip to the bookstore.