your room

This is your room

But it also isn’t really your room

So you shouldn’t be too mad

When crumbs get left behind

Or a pencil gets misplaced

By a kid who didn’t sleep in their own bed last night

By a kid who didn’t have anything to eat today until now

By a kid who smells like dad’s poor choices

So flick on that light switch with pride

They may not matter to someone but they can matter to you