I wish

that I had a completely empty room with white walls and a white floor.
and I would bring some old school boombox that just knew what I wanted to hear.
and maybe some paints. or something.
there would be infinite possibilities.
thaaaaat is my wish.

I dont mean to sound like a psycho art wannabe. Is that what I am? When everyone thinks everyones a fake, how do you know whose right? How do you know if you're right? I guess you just have to sit down and look in the mirror and say, defiantly, "I am not a psycho art wannabe and I am aware of this. I am just a girl who once lied down in an empty room and drowned in music. I am just a girl who wants to do that again. I am just a girl who thinks that after I'm done drowning, I might want to paint the walls. Why does that make me appear fake to you?" and then, not aloud, "Why do I care?"