You hold on to your possesions
You hold them dear
They belong to you
You throw nothing away

house becomes fuller
No more space is left
There they gather your dust
Your dust

You cannot move
From all your collectioning
Every nook and cranny they gather and hide
Forgotton that you put them there to hide

You mind is now clutterd from all your memories and possesions
that hide
Hidden in your mind and now outside
All gathererd together
Your memories

Now live outside