this room

what ever happened to this room?, it used to be so good, but now the days pile on the floor, and rain leaks through the crepe paper, we stuck up on the door, no more pictures on the wall, no more memories of holidays, we took when we were, two years younger than we are, today, all i know is she 's never impressed by me, broken bottles on the ground, blown by the wind shattered pieces lie amoung the plants, collecting water and reflecting all the sound, they are reflecting all the sound, all i know is she's never impressed by me, makes no difference can't you see, she's the one who needs to be, all i know she's never impressed by me, and the secret note that she wrote.oh i'm special, what ever happened to this room?