Tiger in my room

I have a tiger in my room.

It always bothers me with it’s booms.

I’m always listening to it scratching at my door.

It only communicates with loud roars.

It stares at me with glowing eyes,

It’s tempting presence I despise.

With messes, fear, headaches, and more,

I make sure no one looks beyond the door.

I have a tiger in my room,

It is causing great wounds.

I need to let him be free,

Or I’ll live a terrible destiny.