Messy Room

A Defense

My room is messy.
It always has been.
I mean always. 
God must have made it that way.

It's no big deal.
There are beer cans, 
but at least they are empty.
There is no half eaten food lying around.

I can always find the things I need.
I would never leave something in a pile on the floor
to get ruined
destroyed
or pissed on by a cat.

It's not as bad as my ex's room.