So many different doors
and for one reason only.
Open doors, closed doors,
not good to be lonely:
Wide open doors,
doors standing ajar
all painted with tar.
Blue doors, brown doors,
protecting the life that's yours.
Locked doors, doors that are jamming,
neglected doors shedding flakes.
Doors that are flapping and slamming
until they finally break.
Broken doors, glass doors,
doors with squeaking hinges,
nailed down doors, not leading you
anywhere - that’s for sure
What’s behind your door?