I see this room with a view,
Panoramic in a sense.
With two empty chairs,
Stiff to the naked eye.
You can smell the fast food restaurant from a block away,
Chicken nuggets with a side of fries.
As the door closes behind me,
The loud noises of little kids slowly dissolve.
I felt awkward,
Exposing my mentality to a complete stranger.
Letting this person question my mental health,
While my mother drowned in unnecessary guilt.
I felt bad,
I thought being here was a mistake.
But then I realized,
Everything that I bottled up was finally getting released.