In my mind

Life
In my mind there is a door
Behind the door there is a chair
In my mind there is no floor
Behind the door the walls are bare

A boyfriend
In my mind there is a bed
hefty but declining
but there will be no resting there
For it has no binding

Moving
In my mind there is a table
Covered in delicious foods
But in my mind I am not able
To eat because its all too new

A hobby that you continue because its hard
In my mind there are some stairs
If you look up they have no end
In some way I do not care
For every break there is a bend

An escape that has only concequences
In my mind there is a couch
Its worn and torn and old
Though its strong and always vouch
Its psedo comfort leaves you cold

A big-mouthed friend
In my mind there is a dresser
It holds many truths and lies
But its inners are not without measure
As it gives a friendship dies

Loosing a grandparent
In my mind there is a bookshelf
Its wisdom is suprising
But when it falls the whole house quells
And those things it held are nothing

Parental restrictions
In my mind there is a frame
Its good for you but thats so fake
Its borders are restricting names
But when you cross them the picture breaks

School
In my mind there is a room
It teaches and you listen
But its full of bangs and booms
and rebelliousness only quickens

First love
In my mind there is a sink
The bubbles look almost like a game
It fills as water runs in to clean
But the fun always rushes down the drain

Church
In my mind there is a desk
Its covered in marks from years gone by
Its rewards are always the best
Yet it continualy leaves me to cry