Knock

No one else goes there, it's a place meant for me.
No one can get in there, I am the only one who holds a key.

Anything goes here, petty fear isn't allowed here,
It's an unjaded sanctuary, built up my me.

A colorful melting pot, of all my hopes, all my dreams.
Everything that is here, isn't what it seems.

The warmth lifts me up, to safety renewed,
The protection only applies when it's pursued.

My mind is a house, it is what you make it.
I built it on solid ground. No way you can shake it.

So, knock on my door if you really want in,
There is plenty of room, room for a friend.

To swim in the clouds or fly in the sea...
It's something that could happen, for you and for me.

The simplist of beauty, it all lies within,
So knock on my door if you really want in.


Written by Jennifer Steele (age 15)
Submitted with permission by Bonnie David (she is my niece)