In My World

I live in a room

In a neat little house,

In a world that is all my own.

And nobody lives

In my house with me,

And I think that I like it so.

It isn't much,

But it feels like home,

And it's built the way I like.

And it's quiet here,

For it's only me,

And of course it feels just right.

So I do what I want

In my own little world,

For I know that it's built for me.

And I hide behind

My quiet walls

That nobody else can see.


For my cousin, Beks.