I sit in this room
Day after day
It scares me
It haunts me
And yet I stay
The room is pure
Unlike myself
A vast white plane
And I cower in the corner
An imperfection
Upon perfection's face
I ask myself
What is outside
Outside these walls
That shelter me
And protect me
And suffocate me
But I cannot fathom
What could possible be
For this is all I know
All I have known
For eternity
Which has come and gone
I cannot stop myself
From wondering
That if I exist within these walls
Could this room exist
Within walls that hold it
That suffocate it
But I have no way
No way of knowing
No way of seeing
For I sit in this room
Day after day
Cowering in the corner
A mere imperfection
In the face of perfection
Of eternity
Of life
Of the universe
