Home Improvement

Fri, 02/07/2014 - 05:20 -- MorkEd
I have known this space for awhile now
But like some old jeans i grow tired of it
The thing that i thought protected me
Stops me from reaching my potential
The space that i enjoyed
I start to get annoyed
But i cant just leave it 
I have to renovate it,
Like an old home for it to be new
These walls need to be broken down


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