Last one for the day folks Foxy Boy needs some refreshing

Sometimes I feel unimaginable pain.
It's always in my mind, within my brain.
It dwells inside all of my heart
And inside my veins.

No one listens to my voice.
No one wants to hear me,
So now I tell them to save their breath
And just leave me be.

People don't care.
All they want
Is me out of their face.

You lie about my respect.
You lie about me being loved.
All I am to you
Is something to be shoved.

Always put aside
With sadness, anger, and hate in my eyes.
Please let me be good enough
And stop telling me these lies.

Youre poems are naturally amazing i don't get y share on a homework ap when you can do something bigger!

the answer is definitely option c. "sonnet xxxi best illustrates the division. in the octave, the poet observes that the moon is in love. in the sestet, he gives his reaction to the fickleness of woman's love."

the answer is subjective. i personally agree with the first answer for this question.

if one isn't strictly talking about objects then the correct answer would be 'my eyes' since according to this riddle i am asleep and in order to answer/open the door i need to open my eyes first of all.

however, if one is specifically looking for an object, then the first thing i would open would be the door

hope this !