More than what I have

Climbing a staircase to the bottom floor
Tempted to wish I could forget what matters most to me
Locked in a room filled with open doors
Focused on the one that is closed
No one's letting me inside
I just try and try to think of multiple endings
Always asking why I need
More than what I have


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