The Key

They key could be to anything,
It could be to the whole world,
The key to every boy and every girl,

When the glimmering glow of gold ,
Gleamed through your eyes,
It let your heart show the beauty and the lies,

You would not last reading between the lines,
As you were filled with torment,
You listened to the painful cries,

When things went wrong,
As they sometimes will,
You knew the road you were trudging,
Was all uphill,

Now you know so much more,
As you used the key,
To illuminate your flaws,

It helped you to get deep into the core,
And if the key doesn't work,
It is not your door.