Through The Door

I sit and stand,

Wait for you by the door.

I knock twice or maybe thrice,

So you would open.

I wait for you to call me in,

So, I courage myself to ask or don't

I sit and stand,

Wait for you by the door.

You barge through it,

For you are so much older than I could ever be.

You don't have to wait for me to call you in,

Yet I courage myself to question or don't.

Author's Note

If you get it, you get it.

Reviews

[Jeyanthi]

Unexpected.....
But I don't get it... hope the door don't even exist there, so I get through the meaning 😅...
:)

[Abida~]

It just talks about how an adult constructs every thought or opinion or I somehow, need their permission for anything.
But when it comes to them, they are free as themselves even if it concerns me.
The first stanza is a child's perspective, and the second is a parent's.

Hope you understand now!
Thanks for trying to understand😭

[Jeyanthi]

That's right ✅️ 👏 👌 💯

[Jeyanthi]

I thought of you are saying about some intruder...
But you pointed out well.. :)