A closed door To a world, I have yet to discover And tough I'm too big For the room I'm in I'm too small for What's outside, Do I venture out, And risk falling, Into the oblivion of society, Or stay a prisoner. In my own mind. Begging to be let free, Is there anything left, Inside of me, Searching and I cannot find, Somewhere to rest, I beg for peace of mind. Imprisoned in my soul
With nowhere left to go.. And I find myself... ...at a closed door, To a world, I have yet to discover. And tough I'm too big For the room I'm in, I'm still too f**ing Small to go out all alone and Survive, still trying Still trying to escape My mind and get by. Trying to find a reason to Grow and to go... ...To what's outside, To what's outside, The door.