My Door

[Gay-Bree-L]

There was a door that lead to my room,
That knew more about me then them.

There was a door here that lead to my room.
White paint covered it's wooden skin.
We never talked but it knew all my secrets
My fears,
my dreams.

There was a door here that lead to my room.
It used it's body to block me from the world.
When I wanted to cry it was a shoulder.
But it's gone.
They took it away.
Tore it down.

Now there is a space that leads to my room.
Open for all to enter.
I keep my secrets to my self,
My fears,
my dreams.
I'm so afried they'll find out.
My lips will not speak a word,
Nor will my door.

Tahduh!m