Closing the door

I wish I could say I was naive,

But im not.

I walked into the room

Knowing full well the consequences that would be

when I closed that door.

But I closed it anyway

Maybe I wanted to hide behind it

Leaning my full weight upon my actions.

To you I played the fool

And a fool I was to ever believe that I was someone special

Someone important to you.

But whats special about being a pawn in a game of your own self importance

How many of us where there?

Your like the dirty puddle that is left after the rain

And I … im the rain

So don’t accuse me of not knowing what I am doing

When I walk back into the room without you

And not only do I close that door

But I lock it.

And because of you its locked to everyone.

I wish I could say I am naive,

But im not.

I know what loneliness will bring,

and yet I do it anyway.