My room is cluttered with nothing in the right places
I feel like i don't have control over it
Though it's obvious i do.
Every time i pick something up,
I throw twice as much trash in its place

I never go into my room because that's where
I leave the unwanted.
But the moment i walk in...its overwhelming.
I don't sleep in my room because
Closing my eyes in its darkness
Terrifies me.
And its all my fault because i cause the mess

My family tells me to clean it up
And that no one would love me if im…
Such a mess
But its not that easy. I cant just
Organize it and rearrange it by myself
I need help
But everyone is scared because my room is a
Disaster zone

Im never happy sitting alone isolated in that box
The only way i'll clean it myself
Is if i get scolded into fear of loneliness
Even then
It will never meet expectations
And I'll just give up on changing