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.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
