Little white door
What secrets do you keep
With your tile entrance
And wood everywhere you see
You have seen a lot
And your walls hold secrets
That no one has seen
You have seen me in my worst
As I crumbled on her feet
You have seen me cry
More than those I love the most
You have heard my pain
Thinking I was alone
You have seen my friends
Come in and out your door
You remember the parties?
And the cook outs too!
All the birthday celebrations
You’ve watched my dog grow too
You have seen all the lies
And all the truths
Little white door
Of apartment 305
Thank you for keeping
Yourself true