It's messy,
But I love it,
Clothes on the floor and the chair,
Art supplies here and there,
And a book or a journal or two.
Incense burning,
Something moon or Egyptian,
Sailor Moon stuff on the wall,
Savage Garden too,
And other random things,
Candles everywhere,
10 different lotions,
Pictures and pointless memiors,
Sailor Moon toys laying on the floor,
Unopened.
It's a place of many things,
My hopes,
My dreams.
There's blue everywhere,
The color I love,
Angels over the bed,
Protectors of me,
And all I do.
The stuffed animals guard,
Along with the little brown horse,
With the purple leg band,
The indian blankets from an old vacation,
So long ago,
The keep me warm.
There is so much more to describe,
But everyone that comes in here,
Knows it is my enviorment,
My world,
The place I exist,
And my haven.
