The Closing Door

Sitting down alone Just contemplating the day What is this pain in my bone Is it the pain of my dreams fading away Or is the dreams of others clouding my sight Saying go home back from which you came but I'm tired of this fight a door that seems to shut before I reach my aim I may try so hard but end up thrown aside Am I really just a piece of lard Should i just lay out to get fried This closing door Is still open just a crack So I must pick myself off the floor before it shuts smack