Hole in the wall #poetry

     I walk into my rat-packed humble room.
     Oh, how I long to be elsewhere.
Wear walls
Grungy floors
Old paintings
     Every time I enter my room, I am intriguingly engulfed in it's horrendous boredom.
     I am a simple woman
Woes
Afflictions
Distractions
Problems
    They never seem to bother me.

I have two chairs here. Hopefully someone can share one with me someday.
I simply look out
     my eight panel window
          and dream how life could be -
               if and only if...

     I could get out this hole in the wall

~Written by me at the age of 14

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  1. You captured a depressing room well.

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    1. Thanks, Alex. I'm sure my 14-year-old self was highly depressed at the time of writing this. LoL. ;-)

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