The Door Without a Key
They ask me why I do not fit,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK3E59tjNqV
why every mold, I seem to split.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbcMwNt3ddy
Why when they turn, they see me fade,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXZo6ydUWGR
a shadow cast, a ghost remade.
Yet I am more than locked-up doors,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD0OHULgYUg
than measured steps on even floors.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR0S9RH5jF3
I am the space between the keys,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHhMX8a1TYv
the breath of wind that bends the trees.
For some are made to shape, to stay,92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLUVjawUPIE
to walk the paths all paved in grey.92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRgMX5beXV8
But I was born where none may be—92Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9i5cNpSejf
a door that needs no lock, no key.
