The Art Room

Its the room i love
where I can be who ever I want to be

I can be myself
or a fuzzy brown dog
it all depends
in the art room.

Its the room
where I can show my emotions
where I can cry and even throw things.

THe room is were
I belong cos I can truly
act my self
fore its my second home.

THe art room
is the room I love out of any room
because it means so much to me.

** Not my best I kno.. but Ive had writters block for soo long.. so I just wrote.. lol.. **