My Dream Room

My dream room.
There's a king sized bed.
A little table just beside it.
When i woke up, i saw a wall in front.
Just behind the wall, there's a long chair.
Where i can lay down a bit to see the view.
From the chair, i see through the glass wall.
A view from a skyscraper.
A mass city far below.
Maybe i should have a telescope to peek through to see the people.
Yes, my room is in a very tall building.
Hundreds of levels above the ground.
I want to be far from people.
That brings sadness and hatred.
Sad of being left behind after living together.
Hate of becoming obliged to care so that you also treated the same.
In that dream room.
I have my own kitchen, just behind the bed.
And on the leftside of the bed, there's the bathroom, a little pool tub, and the clothing room.
Where all things that come out in the tv advertisement became available.
Anything. From pizza, soap, or shoe.
I wish i got evrything. FREE.
But that ain't gonna happen.
Because it is after all just a dream.

My dream room.