Locked Out

*Sometime over the summer, back in July, I got out of bed in the middle of the night, walked over to my computer, and started writing. I’m still not exactly sure where it came from or quite what it means to me, but after a few months of working on it on and off, this is what I’ve come up with. I’m sort of working on chords and such, but school kinda took priority lately, so here are the lyrics at least. (I’ve also never shown anyone but a few close friends any form of poetry I’ve written before, so please go easy when you judge it.) Thanks.

If my mind is a building and the rooms contain my thoughts,
I lost all my keys and now I’m locked out in the dark.
I’m feeling my way around, but I can’t see a thing,
The blinds are shut and there is no way back in.

I run down to the street and I stumble through the snow,
And a yell deserts my lips, I hear it flying up the road.
So I wander down the street and I knock on all the doors,
But no one’s around and I can’t help but feel ignored.

Cause while I was so busy out there looking for my keys,
My family all lost notice and I think they’ve forgotten me.

So I turn down the next street and I try that one instead,
I rarely ever come here these days – something that I regret.
I know my friends have tried to help, but I couldn’t do the same,
And on this night I need them most, but they’ve all gone away.

Cause while I was so busy out there looking for my keys,
My friends all lost notice and I think they’ve forgotten me.

But there’s still one street, one house, and one hope,
My fist can’t stop knocking and more yells escape my throat.
I knock and I knock but no one comes to the door,
I get tired of trying and I can’t hide the fear anymore.

Then I fall to the ground and I try to stay composed,
I guess that I’ll just have to find my own way back home.
But as the sun lights up the street I realize where I’ve come,
I’m back at my own door – right where I started from.

Cause while I was so busy out there looking for my friends,
I lost all notice of myself but I think I’m found again.

Then I realize that while my keys seem to be lost;
My doors are all open, they never did have locks.
So I wander through my house looking for a familiar sight,
I wonder at how it’s changed – it’s like darkness turned to light.
As I peer through each door I see everything anew,
But the best thing I see is my friends and family too.

Cause while I was so busy out there looking for my friends,
I never even realized that they’d be right here till the end.