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Aug 2016
I'm in a room surrounded
Trapped and locked inside
There's a door on which I'm pounding with all my power and my might

Then pretty soon I realized
I'm the one with the key
And if only I could find the lock, Then I'd be able to leave

But the keyhole is misshapen
It has been beaten and worn down
The key will not fit and I wonder if I will ever be found

There is no way to repair the lock
I can only break down the wall
If I want to move past the room that contains me, I need to break it, once and for all.
Sometimes you have to take matters into your own hands and help yourself and grow up
Written by
Katherine Tadayon
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