Don'T Shut Me Out

Every time I am approaching I hear the door slamming The rattling of a key like it's moving Trying to open it seems it is locked I have knocked several times No one seems to be home Yet when I put my year on the door I hear the pounding of your heart Fighting too hard to silence it It takes hours to die with little sobs Not really dying -maybe fainting For tomorrow it pounds again Like you have your binoculars on me My steps like are been watched Every time I am approaching I hear the door slamming