In this room,
I stay up, wake up.

Think about all my break ups.
Smile ,
Move forward, trim my tears with some make up.

No one knows me like my room,
We lay stare at the moon,
Then dream that an upgrade with sliding doors & a balcony is coming soon.

We sit together,
kiss but never tell,
Its the only place thhat doesn’t fell like hell.

These four walls,
stand tall & guard me.

These four walls,
Know how I really feel about she.

This mirror reflects ,
These eyes connect,
I gladly accept ,
And Love myself with no regret.

This bed at night,
Brings light & holds me tight when I have a fright.
This pillow catches my tears,
Closes my eyes & erases my fears,
Crafting me to wonderland where my fantasies appear.

This room is me,
I am my room.

Fashion shows before I go out,
Yes no? It never shuts up.

These windows see my thoughts & confrontations.
Those one on one fantasy talks that occur in mind and cause depression.
And when the times comes I become dumb with no expression.

This room knows my ambition,
My missions
Its always silent when listening to my confensions.
It never judges !
Holds no grudes!
Its my place of meditation where silence is my medication.

This room hears my mothers cry.
Hears my stupid lies.
Knows all my family ties,
Yet still Loves me & stays by my side.

Id kick these walls, when I dont have it all.
You’d just toss me to my bed,
Make me forget about what makes me sad.
Then you’d conspire with music,
Then Id just dance sing & just lose it.

This room is my world,
It knows me without saying a word.
It loves me like no another,
It really would be sad if I moved to another.

Another will come,
And love you like me.

Place this on my will,
This Room must know how I really feel.

This room is life,
One day I hope I share it with my wife.

$igned : Lucky