The 7 doors of wonderland

In my dreams there are 7 different doors in land. Which has different colors, and different stories. And I call them, The 7 doors of wonderland.

The 1st door of wonderland
Is a green one.
I am being love
and saw a flying dove.
Everywhere I see green plants
But I have different plans.
Because I have to go back there
To the selection of door
And enter a new one
To find a new home. . .

The 2nd door of wonderland
Is a red one.
I crash everything in my way
But my heart new very well.
My path is followed by the redness of blood
My heart keeps yelling for me to leave.
This door of me who is a killer
I should just forget about this later.
Now I have to go back there
To the selection of door
And enter a new one
To find a new life. . .

The 3rd door of wonderland
Is a yellow one.
Everything is magical
But everyone is practical.
I fell asleep into the deep
Then I heard my heart beep.
I saw a magical ball
Though it was impossible.
But it led me back there
To the selection of door
And enter a new one
To find a normal life. . .

The 4th door of wonderland
Is a white one.
Everything is so white
But my heart stop for a while.
I look around
Even on the ground.
I found myself
Alone in a cell.
I want to go back there
To the selection of door
And enter a new one
To find someone in life. . .

The 5th door of wonderland
Is a brown one.
Everyone is so lazy
I thought they were crazy.
But they shown their true color
And hates everyone that can be lure.
Hates everyone that's weak
I can't spend here another week.
I should just go back there
To the selection of door
And enter a new one
To find the right life. . .

The 6th door of wonderland
Is a black one.
Their heart is dark
Thinking different mark.
They have different ambition
Which comes with different option.
To get it on a hard way
Or to get it by force.
I don't want to be a victim
Of some cruely team.
I should just go back ther
To the selection of door
And enter a new one
To find a peaceful life. . .

The 7th door of wonderland
Is a blue one.
Everything seems to be perfect
No one seems to be fake.
Here I met a guy near the well
In the place where I dwell.
I fell inlove with him
He felt the same way for me.
I felt so complete
But fate compete.
I close my eyes in his arms
And never any more woke up. . .

In my life, there are 7 different doors in land. Which has different colors, and different stories, of my life. And I called them my 7 doors of wonderland.