You will have to take duck tape and
Shut me inside this closet
and throw away the key
Then while you are tearing
Picture by Picture
Into tiny strips
You will ask what did you miss from this life.
Because somewhere you headed down the wrong ***** track.
And then you will come back
Staring at this white door.
And when you try to unlock it
You will have found you have lost the key
You will dig through 10 billion pockets
Never finding your answers
And I will laugh through my duct taped mouth.