Key poem

Walk on by, don’t stop, don’t care
The only faces I see are the ones that stare.
You know that feeling like you’re locked in time?
Without a key, just trying to get by?
Will I have no key? No one to see?
Just sitting behind bars
Looking at a sky with no stars.
Frozen in time waiting for my key
Hoping one day to finally break free.

Xoxo

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