The door I want to enter,

the one that makes me smile,

is the one less opened,

the trip that’s been a while.

The door I’d like to enter,

the one I wish each day,

secures the path to my goals,

the one that leads the way.

The doors I need to open,

are clearly my own choice.

If I’m to build my future

I must listen to my voice.

I wish there was a peak hole

for a taste of what's in there,

the door with my own preview

so my dreams can meet the where.

I hold the key to enter,

my words, my steps, my thoughts,

the excitement that awaits me

I accept the path I bought.

The door I close behind me,

the one I just stepped through,

paints tomorrow plainly,

my choice for something new.