THE BEAUTY OF EVERY VERSE

I AM AND THE FULLY BOOKED AT BGC

The entrance welcomed me with chocolatey smell,
Inside of the store is the scent of caramel,
The last thing in my mind is cell,
I am back in my sweet hell.

My eyes excitedly scan the whole floor,
Where I found a book that I want to explore,
But when I look at the back of that book,
The price got me in sour.

My world suddenly collapse,
I returned the book on the shelve,
As if I carried the whole world in my back,
I have no money and there's a hole in my shell.

I have no choice but to move on,
I go to the second floor with torn,
And then I saw that mural book art,
The woman is grandiose in that part.

(From: my output in creative writing)