I struggle with confusion
as if I were in a trance
I scream out all my thoughts
It all just for a simple thing
My room
I fight with madness
As a drunk boy
I mixed all the notices about It
In the right order
It all just for a simple thing
My room
I need my privacy
I need to turn off everything
Don’t want nobody to call me
Don’t want nobody to contaminate me
I’m in my private mood
A personal feeling
Don’t want to share It
It’s all mine
With my thoughts
With my ideas
All the protection I need
It’s the space made just for me
Me and my desires
Private desires
Private secrets
It’s the room inside my places
It’s my space inside my favorite places
I’m the one who knows
It’s a space just for me
My personal dimention
With the secrets I’ll never share
This is what I fighted for
I got mine
You got yours
Privacy
And all the things I wish on It
A place to disconnect me to thinking
A room without doors
I got mine
You got yours
09 November 2013 16:51