My room

The sun shining outside
But here I am
Inside in my old cold room

I'm like isolated in here
I cant go out
This is where I belong

While the sun is shining,
My heart is black
All the things I see is black

But black is a beautiful color
It describes myself
In my darkest thoughts

The only things you can see in here
Its the white wall
But it isn't that white anymore

Poems and words fills it
Now the white wall is black
Now the white wall is gray

No one can see
What it means
Except me