Sanctuary Poem by Hannah Unknownnnnnn

My bedroom is a place very special to me,
After a days work, it’s a sanctuary,
I never want to leave it, though I do,
Because sometimes I actually feel bored there too,

Inside I have my radio, I listen to my favorite music,
I stay locked in there when I feel sick,
That has been happening a lot though,
It’s annoying I try to keep my mind off of it, that’s why I have my radio,

Inside I daydream about people and things,
I daydream about what tomorrow will bring,
When I say I daydream about people, I mean the one’s dear to me,
Like my friends, my crush, and my family,

I try different looks with makeup and clothes,
I use fingernail polish to paint my fingers and toes,
I usually wipe it off, it does not look the best,
So I go get some of my candy, and have a candy fest,

Even though I call it my sanctuary,
It isn’t always the best place for me,
But it is one of my favorite places to be,
Then why am I saying it’s not for me,

Sometimes I don’t understand myself, but that happens to everyone,
When I get out of my room everyone is gone,
But they are just in another room, you can say their own sanctuary,
So I am not alone when I say I don’t understand myself, it’s not just me.