- Room With A View
I sit in my room-alone and lonely
afraid to venture out, half afraid to venture inward.
This room is my sanctuary or is it my prison?
Some days I love the solitude, some nights I hate the emptiness.
It can be so big I can't find myself
or so small I can't get away from myself.
My room is all I have (must be all I want)!
I can leave ANY TIME!
But out there is the real world.
In the real world you have to play games.
In here I only play games with my head.
Out there are choices to be made.
In the room time stops,
or flies away.
Big plans are made in here...Dammit, they stay in here!
Somebody please come visit me! Stay out of my only space!
A room with a view, looking in or looking out, I'm not sure which.