Us and DoorsA Poem by Patsy StarI’m trapped in my room You put me here I put me here We put me here It doesn't feel like I’m trapped until I know what’s outside my door. Until I know you’re outside my door. And do you feel trapped? Do you know what’s outside your door, behind my door. I’m sorry this happened, and I’m sorry that I’m not sorry that I acted. I guess we’re both unlucky We had something and we had nothing and I guess I knew that all along. We both did a lot so now there’s nothing to do. We both put me here so how dare you say I put you there. © 2012 Patsy Star |
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