Somewhere in My Room
Bear with me; I actually wrote this when I was about 14. Just putting it up for comparative purposes. =)
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Somewhere in my room, there's a little book
full of thoughts, memories, feelings of mine.
Things I never will forget, some I wish I could.
Pages I've written of you
all my secret fantasies revealed,
a place where all my silent screams are heard.
Each unwhispered wish is written,
and each unuttered prayer is said.
Each time I write, I pour out my heart in ink:
Hundreds of shattered pieces,
put back together and then broken again.
Permanent scars from unseen wounds
written onto a piece of paper.
Over and over I write your name,
etching it deeper and deeper into my heart, soul, and mind.
Forever immortalizing the fear and anger,
the happiness and joy, the pain and suffering.
Written into the pages of a little book,
that lies hidden somewhere in my room.
**
Somewhere in my room, there's a little book
full of thoughts, memories, feelings of mine.
Things I never will forget, some I wish I could.
Pages I've written of you
all my secret fantasies revealed,
a place where all my silent screams are heard.
Each unwhispered wish is written,
and each unuttered prayer is said.
Each time I write, I pour out my heart in ink:
Hundreds of shattered pieces,
put back together and then broken again.
Permanent scars from unseen wounds
written onto a piece of paper.
Over and over I write your name,
etching it deeper and deeper into my heart, soul, and mind.
Forever immortalizing the fear and anger,
the happiness and joy, the pain and suffering.
Written into the pages of a little book,
that lies hidden somewhere in my room.