DIY (Am I This Way)

I can't buy any more Don't have anywhere to store These supplies DIY am I this way? Seasons are a-changin' Gotta clean out this room So I grab my vacuum, dusting cloth And my trusty broom I open up the closet It's nearly been three years Something rolls across the floor And brings me right to tears I meant to do some knitting With those needles of bamboo But instead they've just been sitting Another craft I didn't do I can't buy any more Don't have anywhere to store These supplies DIY am I this way? Propping up the box of yarn Are mushrooms, grow your own I planned to do that in the barn But all those plans were blown The canvas and acrylic paint A portrait could have been Instead it lies there white and blank Filling up the bin I reach in the container Through glitter and through glue Below are sewing patterns The fabric's in here, too I can't buy any more Don't have anywhere to store These supplies DIY am I this way? All laid out in front of me Stamps, crochet, calligraphy Thirteen books on how to draw My craft addiction's quite the flaw But I'll heed that siren call One day, I'll do it all I can't buy any more Don't have anywhere to store These supplies DIY am I this way?