Dark, cold, calm
It was my safe house
My home
Cold
I like it cold
It feels nice
Calm
It was always calm
But once I walk out
Screaming and yelling
Can be heard
I keep me head down
Disappointment
I can feel it through their look
I'm sorry
That's why
That's why my room is my safe house
My everything
I don't get judged
When I'm sitting on my bed
It's safe
Safe from everything
Safe from the world
Safe from you
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4 comments:
Wow....this is very depressing. My room is my favorite place to be, i love just watching YouTube in my phone and eventually just falling asleep.
Really well written. I loved the formate!
Love the way it was written. Also love the format you use
I really liked the format
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