Messy Room

Shoes on the sofa, clothes on the floor
Everything has a place but won't go where it's told
Books in the wardrobe, hangers on the door
It's organized mess, I remember where I put it all
Undies on the shelf, Cd's in the drawer
I've tried to sort it before, things unravel, they unfold
Make-ups on the windowsill, the mess gets more & more
Then enoughs enough, collapse, I watch it fall!

This is supposed to be an allegory, it's applicable to society as a whole or to individuals (it certainly applies to my mind). Please tell me what you think!