A key to my door
That nobody has seen before
Shall I open it wide
Let you see
What is on the other side
No, it will stay shut
To open it
Is asking too much
I am scared, you see
Scared to show
The real me
So keep the door hidden I will
For today, anyway
Maybe tomorrow as well
In life I
Am free to share
Or free to disappear.
Weekend Writing Prompt #297 – Key | Sammi Cox (wordpress.com)