A room of my own
To howl, to whimper, to get mad
To think about none
To think about everything.

A room of pain
A room of freedom
A room of madness
A Narcissus room.

I can share my life, but not this room
The walls know only me.
The air smells of my laughter
The light tastes of my revenge
In the mirror – It’s me me me.

A Narcissus room
A room of my own
You know the way to this room,
but the way doesn’t know you.