In the room of questions , 

I couldn’t think properly.

In the room of mazes,

I didn’t know which way to go.

In the room of leaves,

the crunching ringed my ears.

In the room of clocks, 

I didn’t know what time it where.

In the room of stars,

I danced in the moonlight.

In the room of tears, 

I didn’t know what to do but cry.

In the room of books,

my imagination grew.

In the room of emptiness,