I look and I see the doors in my head.
Some open, some closed.
Trying to decide which knob to turn.They all lead to a place,
A place that may be unknown to me.
I may see a sign,But
Some may be hard to read
Some may be hard to comprehend.I have two little figures on my shoulders.
They both seem to want the best for me.But
One is a risk taker and the other plays it safe.
But maybe I've played it safe for too long.
I don't know.
I'm confused.But I want to take the risk for once.
Why not try?I see the light from underneath the door.
In my head.
I knocked.Do I enter?
I slowly turned the knob to open the door but only to a point.
What will be the outcome if I go in?
Will I choose the wrong door or should I stay in the hallway where it's safe?With all the doors closed around me?
No!
I slowly entered and I allowed the magnet to pull me in.
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A/N: Hey guys. It has been a while. So we have all been to a place in our lives where we have done an introspection as it relates to decisions we want to make and who want to be. So this poem seeks to highlight the conflict we may experience within ourselves.
-Amanda ❤
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