It's time.

To clean my room.
To wipe the slate clean.
To find myself once again.
It's time to organize.
To prioritize.
To end the lies.
It's time to clean my room.

Go through the old, and replace it with new.
To dust off the things that need not be forgotten.
To look through memories; shed a tear, slip a smile.
To throw away the useless, and make room to breathe.
It's time to clean my room.

It's time to escape.
It's time to relocate.
It's time to imagine.
To feel again.
To get rid of stress.
It's time to clean my room.

No, really, it is. Ha ha!!