The knock on the door was the last thing,
And the door was never ever opened again.

The very new chapter had begun,
And now the old was closed forever.
The fantasy,
Wild dreams,
Laughter,
Was it there to be?

Taking a deep breath,
She opened the door,
This time it was a new one,
Smiling she stood,
With Kohl in her eyes,
Hairs perfectly a mess,
With smile to make the world still.

Holding on to her dreams,
With some new beginnings,
A happy heart,
And maybe a new start.

She was strong enough to go on,
To move on with it.

Her wild dreams had a new destination,
Destination which was unknown,
And the road which took her there,
Was a mystery on it's own.

She was a world in herself,
The world which had no boundaries,
Where there was archaic,
Where she was the queen of her very own dreams,
Where the gestures were the best way to interact,
Where happiness was the key to love,
Where being you was important.

So she took her first step forward,
And she was ready to rise high,
And to fall,
And still smile,
Because this time it was she who had decided,
By looking back to the time,
She must smile upon her flaws,
And still rise above all.

And the knock on the door was never heard again,
And now the door was open once and for all.