The door left open,

I pretend the nobody came in,

I Turn away from my darkest places,

That’s where the child must go.

Yet the child will always have the last say.

The door closed.

Nobody ever comes in agian.

The darkest places the child hides.

I pretends the child is there no more.

Yet I protects the child, and I hides the child.

I did not know the child is me.

To know the child is know myself, and door must be opened again.