I'm not clean,
Yet I can't stop cleaning,
I am dirty,
Yet I can't stand a mess,
My mind is disorganized,
Yet I want everything organized,
Is the stress that comes from this house a reflection
Of the stress that comes from my "Mansion"?
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poetry
PoetryMy only escape is through my writing. Welcome to my world ~ It's not very pretty, but I hope it makes you feel something. *Cover credit; Kaylannette
