Doors

I'm in a small room
Some corner of my mind
Doors line the walls
Some old and some new
I go to the familiar
Try to walk right in
The lock, it wont budge
So I leave it behind
I walk to a new one
Scared of what I might find
My hand reaches from the door
It opens just fine
I sneak a peek into the room
Who knows whats a head
The room shines brightly
I hear distant laughter
With the opening of the door
I feel safe and calm
This is nothing like before
Leaving the old door behind me
I walk in without a fear
This is different and new
I may like it here
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This is for the poem contest