the key

crumbs in my bed
crumbs in my head
i can sweep some of the floor
and the rest behind another closed door

trial and error
this life
how many
attempts
till I feel
right inside

one day one way
next day shift
tomorrow do it again

my evil eye
sees all i don't like
my good heart
keeps love inflight

Searching for the key
the key
the key
the key

change must come
but something tell me
i'll find it eventually