a room

I hit the wall the wall pushed me back.
Good thing we have walls to push us back from strange places.
The space is mine, I can explore it.
The floor prevents me from falling, it helps.
One day the floor will disappear and maybe I will float.

A room is filled with anything you need.
Dont you dare to think otherwise.

If you’ll think otherwise you’ll hit the wall and get to strange places.
The space will no longer be yours to explore.
And the floor will disappear and maybe youll float.
But you’ll probably fall, and then,
And then there will be no more room
no space
no floor
no wall
just you