By Julia Kemp
I’m stuck in a revolving door
Spinning and spinning and spinning
I don’t know if there’s an opening
A way to get out
I see in blurs
Figures that I love
On the other side
They know I’m okay
I’m just spinning for a while
Can you lock a revolving door?
Or do they stay spinning
And let everyone in?
I hope they can stop
I hope they can take a break