A ROOM I WISH I HAVE

A room is not just four wall. It is a place where magic rises. A place of Art and happiness, where the place the mask is taken off. The pillow that knows the story of each teardrop. It is a place where the silence speaks louder than noices. Sometimes the broken pieces are rejoined within those four wall. Even the darkness of the day feels comforting in that room. A place where we unleash all our demons.
I wish I had a room. Where I can knit the threads of my dreams. I have a room. But it is not quiet. It's not my dream room either. People enter there freely. They tear my papers that I keep safely under the book.When I see what they are doing there, I hear a voice . Lub dub lub dub... Yes, the one who sitting inside beats fast and furious. The papers they are throwing here and there are something you keep for you.When they a put them back again, the other one releases the air with a heavy sound. At least it's not completely ruined. Until I get back to the world I created the two inside will beat and sigh continuously.