Between the doors - so, here I stay

Between the doors - so, here I stay.
In personal yet foreign gloom.
There is no clue can be a ray
Inside this round room.

No corners where I can stay
Relax or simple sit.
In fact, some time is left away
To only guess, return... to quit.

The doors combined in endless queue,
I open, open them!
Just doors with impasses - a few
Somewhere hide a gem.

The only method to survive -
Just find the missing clue.
Why cannot I just work, derive
Like I'm a being too?