The closed door

The doors were closed
Tightly shut and bolted;
But I had forgotten that
All my memories are inside yet.
All the times I've passed
In solitude and silence;
Laugh now at my impatience.
Alas, the doors were now closed!
How I yearned to go in
They wouldn't open when I tried ;
Who had closed them shut?
I had plenty to write about
And stories to shout inside;
How I wanted to rush in
Jumping over the bags
And reach my last bench,
The abode of sleepiness;
Where I can eat, sleep and play
And now I missed everything about it;
The empty corridors were now in solitude and silence
The inner rooms in darkness;
And oh, now my school resembles
The innermost feelings of my heart
Of darkness, solitude and silence.

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