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Doors
Too much chatter
Always running
But always behind
Can’t seem to get on top
Not even with a ladder
This room is packed
I can’t find my breath
Eyes cannot focus
Legs shake with nervousness
I don’t want to be here
But I feel I must stay
Just another day
Right, at least til…
I don’t even know if I can
I don’t know if I will
So much up in the air
Carried by the will of the wind
I finally let my feet
Again find the floor
I hurry toward the door
Quickly run out before
Anyone can catch me
And try to make me
Continue to endure
This dream they implore
Once again free
But no longer secure
So I type on these keys
Find some new thoughts to explore
When you go outside
Nothing holds you anymore
But you have to face what lies
Beyond those closed doors.