This is a fun little poem about my room yay
My room is everything I'm not
Well kind of
It's colorful
Like really colorful
But my closet consists of about three colors
My heart even less
It's either a mess or impeccable
Which I guess is like me
But really I love my room
Everyone says I'm in it too often but shouldn't I surround myself with things I love?
It has room for me to create
Room for my friends
If my friends lived in my room I would never leave
Unless I was getting tea
Yeah
I would leave for tea
My room is a place for me
And that's what it's meant to be
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Written-2/15/17
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Poems and Creative Writing(ish)
PoésieA collection of random poem things I've written. Some of them are sad and this is just a way to express my feelings kind of
