It’s a creepy library.
The sound of the fan scares me,
The lights are blinking like Christmas lights,
But it isn’t Christmas yet.
It’s a creepy library.
But it’s a big one,
With five students plus me,
And the librarian who’s busy with the books.
It’s a creepy library.
The serenity in it inspires me,
And made me write about,
how creepy it can be.
My Sacred Words 