Opening and closing can be rather annoying The hey’s and the hi’s are forever dry Age passes by, what do I think inside Feelings are pressed, but less addressed I feel forbidden, often hidden, alone There’s an escape, a way to take place Opening and closing, it now feels safe Inside or outside, the feeling is pride I’ve lost that reason to hide inside You’re not my guard, you’re a part of the heart

Broken in by the light of day Mornings sleep in the afternoon Have no reasons to delay The work at home is unknown gone I can’t be past the pasture to stare I float along without a care I win enough to end up losing Pushed along without bruising What was the point of learning the none I’d begun to drift off as the teacher sung Surmised to decide where my ending bends I tend to retreat into the shell is my trend I finished and closed Got so close The hopes were dead And this was the ends It was to be what I feel It was all being real