In my room, there is a warmth that belongs to me,
In my room, my desk sits at the window,
In my room, a view of the street I can see,
In my room, I see the morning glow,

In my room, I have clutter on my desk,
In my room, I have clothing everywhere,
In my room, there is often a mess,
In my room, I often shift in my chair,

In my room, sometimes it’s tidy,
In my room, there are stacks of books,
In my room, the morning sun is mighty,
In my room, there are quite a lot of nooks,

In my room, paper can be found all around,
In my room, it’s bunched with flammable objects,
In my room, things are more often lost than found,
In my room, it’s comfortable even with its defects,

In my room, a cool breeze washes through,
In my room, I am most content,
In my room, here I can be myself true,
In my room, a fake personality I do not have to rent.