the Door to Me

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I don’t want to be closed off, I’ll take these energetic clothes off

What if you saw me not ordinary, not quiet?

A performer, a filmmaker, a poet

When will the fear fall to the ground?

When will I have the courage, to stand my ground?

To feel real, to find the moment, the time is now

Swept away by worry, I’m not sorry

For the knife I drive in such boring plans

For the knife I pull from my heart

the door to me must open now

its time to feel, its time to be seen

Judgement will be there, and all his friends

But I find strength here on the mend

This here is no dead end

This here is the beginning

And I’ll be swimming in the love I have for this world

For the love I have for this world

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