I really care

Brown pillows,

Red and yellow pillows,

Lying on my bed,

A combination unlike any other,

But I, just don’t care.

Clothes replacing window curtains,

Toilet doubles up as a smoking joint,

Wooden plank for a table and sofa for a chair,

Seems like a warehouse,

But I, just don’t care.

Kitchen looks like a bar counter,

Fridge behaves like a store room,

The bag stores all the secrets,

Surprising how they do that,

But I, just don’t care.

They all belong to me,

They give me my identity,

Without them I feel very lonely,

I don’t care what you think of me,

But for them, I really do care.