Closed Doors

It's a lie
It's a lie
Don't believe what you see
What you feel is a moment and not permanency
You will walk down a better path
A road which better will be
It's a lie so don't fall asleep

The hands gush down to clasp my throat
twisting and turning the knobs of my anxiety
making me want to see
You have to understand
That this is all it'll ever be

You have lived the season of blossom you wished
and drank the wine which someone deserved
Now you must come back home to me
says dear melancholy

You can let those thoughts materialize
For someone else' leisure to read
But you will stay trapped on the other side now
where you always belonged to be

The spell has worn over and the clock struck 12
Your tale to tell has reached its end
For you have played your part and now shall enter reality
That the dolls you saw since childhood deserved the love and not your mentality.