Every Day I'm a Star in the City

So today my father comes into my room for the first time in a while and the very first thing he does is taking a look at my posters and informs me that I’m too old to have my room the way it is. But the thing is he came to this conclusion after staring at Mr. Trent Reznor for a few moments. Who cares about the stuffed animals that are all around or the fact that bed has moons and stars cut outs on the boards. Or how about that stash of magazines that I have dating back from late 05 to now. And what about all those books that I’ve had since I was 12 taking up more space than they should. Which reminds me what about all those CDs that…