Locked Door

Who closed the door?
Was it you?
Why?
Did I say too much?
Was it such you turned away?
Did I do too much?
Or not enough!
I know it is rough,
but 
I can only be
who I am
so therefore I will be
here
in your mind,
but do not mind me
for I am behind you.
Lost, 
looking for a key which doesn't fit
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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