The Exit Door
Sometimes it feels like I'm walking in circles
Encountering the same things everyday
Like a boring routine
An exit door is at a moments reach
The door's unlocked
But I still walk in circles
It's fear of the unknown
Because I don't really know
What's on the other side
Maybe it's time to face my fears
Maybe it's time to grow up
Maybe it's time to leave
Maybe it's time to change
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