As I’m standing in the room of rain…. 

In the room of sun light, 

I hid underneath a dark blanket  

to hide the brightness from my eyes.  

In the room of footprints, 

I compared my feet to all kinds  

of animals that are extinct. 

As I spoke in the room of letters, 

all the words appeared in front of me. 

In the room of gifts, 

I received all the gifts I could  

ever dream of. 

In the room of music, 

I followed the vibrant sounds  

coming from the old wooden floor. 

As I stepped into the attic of answers, 

I was extremely overwhelmed as the answers I’d  

 been looking for my whole life were looking  

 right at me. 

Finally, as I stood in the room of rain 

I noticed my clothes getting darker and  

darker by the minute.