I look through,
The closed window.
For when I am out there,
I feel out of place.

People always try to get in,
Try to get into my head.
So I close the door,
Lock it and throw away the key.

They continue,
Why can’t they see I want to be alone?
They pry and pry,
Trying to get into my head.

Now the door is almost open,
I lock some more locks.
Thinking well that should keep them out…
for a little while.

But it doesn’t,
The once closed door.
Has been opened.
All my emotions escape.




~this was to be a song but it didnt turn out that way.
 
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