A somewhat attempt of an epigram? It may have not been the best, a lot of them do revolve around satire, however I wanted to go with the smart approach and show how the change in a room’s appearance can really help your state.

My room used to be dark. I used to have walls that were essentially dark brown (painted), dark curtains and pretty much a lot of dark tones. Recently, we revamped the whole room and painted it white. I came to notice how the white room gave me such positive energy, it made me feel quite happy, awake and overall gave a feeling of comfort.

I always saw trees as a comfort since a child. When I wasn’t talking to others, I would be nearby trees almost just examining them, staring at the leaves, the shapes... I was a bit of an oddball, but it was a huge comfort. I even had one tree I would leave little flowers around and notes. So yes, essentially even at one point I had a favourite tree. It was a willow, by the way.

So trees have always given me a sense of hope, freedom and love. So having painted trees on your walls, can have the feeling you are in a little forest happy as can be.

White, black and red have always been favourites of mine throughout life – Most likely because of Snow White but, I also just admired the colour-scheme. Even in make-up I would wear my light foundation, red lips and the black eyeliner. I feel geisha make-up partly inspired this.

In reality, my bed is almost like a comfort zone. It’s not bad to have breaks to lay down. When you have moments you need to cool-off or relax, a bed is a good comfort – maybe short-term, but not long-term of course. I am hoping to aim to try and get out a little more. It’s a big step for a sheltered individual like myself, but I know it’d be better in the long-run.

Even in life when I lost most of my friends or failed at things, I learned to get up again, which might not be a lot to some, but to me, it was incredible. Many people have always told me that you have to fail multiple times to get a success; I couldn’t agree more.

My friends mean the world to me.  People might not really realise, but for me to call you a friend is a very big compliment on my behalf because I love my friends like family.

I love doing art, I will always do artwork, no matter what, I’ve been drawing since I was a child and I’ve continued drawing as an adult.

Many people really don’t know what other people are a 100% going through, sometimes we can’t always compherend what they are going through either. I’m not saying my life was severely hard, I still have a family who love me, friends who love me and an audience who anticipate my proper return. I am loved. I just believe everyone’s struggles are very different to one another’s.
For this poem, I tried my best to attempt creating a terza rima. It was quite interesting and most likely one of the easier forms to learn to write in my personal opinion.