I wait at the door,
Will the door open?
I’m greeted at the door,
I get an apology when the door is open,
I stare with disappointment at the door.
I get back on the train,
I do my best to admire the scene on my way to another door,
Hoping that I beat those taking the same train,
Which one of us would get accepted at the door?
How long would I keep stopping in this train?
I admit that it can be hard to admire the scene,
I forget to see the lesson in the stops,
All I keep replaying is the closed door scene,
It makes it hard to smile at the stops,
Still I keep smiling at the rejection scene.