Next one up.

Waiting at the door.


I want out,
the door is right there.
You're just on the other side,
I just need turn the handle.

I want out,
the door is right there.
I just can't move,
even though you're right there.

I want out,
the door is right there.
But I don't know how,
not yet anyway.

I want out,
the door is right there.
Is this really the truth, no,
I really want is in.

I want in,
the door is right there.
I'm standing just outside,
reaching for the handle.

I want in,
the door is right there.
I can see you in the window,
I know you're just right there.

I want in,
the door is right there.
But I can't turn the handle,
because I don't yet have the key.

I want in,
the door is right there.
All I need to know is,
how long can you wait for me?

Oct 14, 2009

 

you wrote that yourself?

 

Yea I did. Not half an hour ago. Why?

Tis an elaborate question to someone actually.

 

Why the forum isn't letting you in again? :/
Or what?

 

Huh?

I don't understand what you mean.

 

Nevermind. The forum was just lagging on me again.

What's it about then?

 

It's an elaborate way of asking a question of someone. Besides I write poems for her on occasion anyway.

 

it's nice gj

 

interesting.

 

Ty.

I keep getting told to go to a publisher.

 

Awww. Thanks darkone. And I've wrote you a verse back.


The door is right there.
You really want to go through.
You're not unable to move, you only think you are.
This is really the truth.

 

Not you. XD