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.