my wardrobe

[escorial]

if i could hang my emotions on a hanger
closed behind a chip board door
let them hang for my pleasure
pick whatever was my desire

today i wear my happiness
the sadness is getting a bit tight
i think misery needs altering
depression is a shocker
fun should be worn more often

just to pick my emotional state
let others pick the odd one to
living in an empty space
instead of wearing everyone
i wish i could lock my wardrobe.
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[billy]

i really like the concept you have going on in the poem.
struggled with sorting out the last stanza. and imge or two would help no end.

[saeity]

This works well escorial, one of my favourites thus far of yours, I think the in final strophe your telling us N is on an emotional rollercoater looking for the stop button. Small nit capital I, please!

saeity.