When I Closed the Door I Realized It Was Always Open
Backwards and forwards I loudly sit quiet
Outside there is control but inside I’m a riot
I’m running as I take it all in stride
I’m out there in front but I’m behind as I hide
I wince and give up as I grin and bare it
I fight when I win but as I loose I never quit
I’m totally pure but filled with sin
When I closed the door I realized it was always open
Copyright © Kevin Clark | Year Posted 2012
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