The Ghost of a Presence Past

What's behind the door?
It has a window    
I still can't see through it    
Too scared of the time that goes  
I see a party  
Of people that claimed they care  
I see him working to death    
Along with his parents glares  
I see as if I'm nothing  
I see my father as I'm failing  
So, I wiggled the doorknob    
Hoping to find some kind of railing  
It still won't open    
And now I see the people that ruined me    
Those endless angry moments    
Everything I've dreaded to be  
Those relationship mistakes are screaming  
I should've just said no  
I try to cover my ears  
Admitting I should've taken things slow  
I see my friend dead  
It could've been on purpose    
I was the only one there  
However, still felt worthless  
I start banging on the door  
All of this is ripping me apart  
Everything at once getting closer  
My mind too blank for a new start  
So, I start kicking  
Begging for someone to open up  
Because the ghosts of my past are running towards me  
Thinking I've never had enough...  
   
I finally bust through the door  
And all I see are mirrors like I'm cloned    
I then realize that I'm by myself  
But i am not alone