In the room of rubbers, 

I was able to rub out all my mistakes. 

In the room of plants, 

I was refreshened by the raindrops pouring down on my head.  

In the room of rulers, 

I stood up against the wall to measure myself. 

In the room of hotdogs, 

I wrapped myself in a bun and lay still like a sausage. 

In the room of open space, 

My heart began to pace. 

In the room of mirrors, 

I reflected on what mistakes I had made. 

In the room of art, 

The paint brushes tickled my face. 

In the room of hot chocolate, 

My shoes became marshmallows.  

In the room of sight, 

My future flashed before my eyes. 

In the room of opposites, 

When I said the truth, it was a lie.