What to do?

I am an attraction.
Hundreds visit me everyday
Yet at the end of the day I take interest in only one

Feeling like a chimp in a cage
I feel locked in
I can’t get out
Someone swallowed the key

It is necessary to find it.
This time I am no attraction
My special visitor is coming

People get bored if they stay too long
People can only point their fingers, laugh, and talk about us for so long

But at the end of the day I take interest in only one
I have faith
I will wait, cause she will take notice in me
She will stroll by and read the facts

Read me like a book
Knowledge, nurturing and so real its surreal
Women.
They know us too well

So much observation she has made
On us
The animals

But at the end of the day she takes interest in only one.

Now what do we do?