My Room
This is my room,
My private place,
Where I can be me,
And have my own space,
I sometimes feel that I don't belong,
And as if everything I do is wrong,
So when i'm feeling sad or low,
My room is where is where I often go,
Because for the time i'm in my seclusion,
I can get the slight illusion,
Everything is o.k. and going to be fine,
And that is why this room is mine.
Copyright © Emery Bowman | Year Posted 2006
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