Living Without Any Doors
In this world living so closed up
all of our being has turned the key
most often a double lock at times
we don’t want anyone get in to see
Hiding ourselves in from prying eyes
refusing even one to have a peek
so afraid of what others think
sometimes must think we’re a real freak
Open right up what’s to hide?
let others in show them you’re real
nothing freakish is to be seen
for in fact we may be the real deal
Living without any doors at all
now there’s quite a awesome thought
leave everything completely open
giving yourself up nothing to be caught
Surprised you may be to your next step
no calamity occurs just love to accept
now everyone can see you all bare
and you know what you owe no debt!
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