My Room

by nOt-ReAlLy-A-wRiTeR

This is something I wrote for school a long time ago that I just found on my computer.

It holds my work,
My ideas,
My life's mess.

It's the song
"He's got the whole world in his hands".
When I'm there,
The hand closes,
Protecting me so.

A wall to hide
From the messy world.
Where broken hearts continue to beat,
Where everyday is confusion.

My work,
My ideas,
My life's mess,
My room.