A ordinary room, a messy life
My room is where I find peace with myself at. My room is where I can be me without anyone judging me. My room is where I go to think. My room is where I lock myself at to block out my family when I don't want to be bothered. My room is my room. It's not to big. It's not too small. And it's not a lot of fashion to it and I like it the way it is. It represents me. But it doesn't represents my life. My life is full of kayos and how my room is set up does not relate to it.