Life Is Like a Clean Room
Life is like a clean room.
Sometimes,
if there’s dust,
you don’t always see it,
but you can still function.
When it is unkempt, well,
that is when we lose ourselves.
We can either focus
on our goal and get it done;
cleaning.
Or, we watch the mess grow
and let it fester
as in our minds; stress.
It is your, choice;
let the mess grow
or deal with it.
Just remember,
no one else
would want to stay
in your messy room.
So, to have visitors
and those who remain,
I suggest you
clean your room.
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