Open
Open doors
They say.
Open minds
No way.
Welcome me in
But don't let me stay.
Contracted time
On Wednesdays.
The rest of the week
I'm not allowed to speak.
You're trying to help
But you make me feel weak.
I need more time
You just want to go.
You value my thoughts?
That's not what I know.
I know you feel bad
For the one who falls behind.
But your commitment is small
You don't keep me in mind.
You extend your hand
But not your full arm.
I guess you're afraid
I will cause only harm.
But teacher
I want you to know.
If you pointed the way
I would go.
If you opened your heart
I would grow.
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