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Garry Jan 2020
Revolving door
I am lost in the system.
I wonder which way is my home.
I here a clock ticking slowly.
I see four walls closing in.
I want to have no boundaries.
I am free in my mind.
I pretend I'm back with my family.
I feel lost and confused.
I touch the wall that surrounds me.
I worry it will never come down.
I cry when reality reminds me.
I am lost on the system.
I no the door keeps revolving.
I say ill find a way out.
I dream of wide open roads.
I try to walk a strait line.
I hope i find the right road.
I am lost in the system.

— The End —