Whatever awaits behind the closed door
I should be happy
But from inside I am sore
Leaving my present is not an easy task
I will have to face
All that the future has at it's shore
I never dreamt of less
For me it has to be always more
Ever since the beginning
I have wanted to roar
Leaving my present behind
Is torturing me from core
But whatever is awaiting behind that closed door
I have to let all go
And see what future has in it's store.

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