Those doors,
They didn't realize how special they were,
To have you push through them,
To Have you walk by them,
Those doors,
They held a small part in my happiness,
Either they let you come through or,
They wouldn't,
They knew just as well as I did,
If you were not walking through them,
I would be distraught,
I would become nothing,
Those doors thought they were nothing,
So they wanted me to suffer,
They never let you in,
And Those doors and I,
We felt the same,
We felt like Nothings