I close my eyes and see the door,
Where does it lead?
I close my heart and feel the roar,
Where could it lead?
Always dreaming while awake,
Always feeling without a reason,
Yet, everything feels fake,
So I close my judgment just to pick up the pieces.
And while I close my eyes to see the silhouette of the door,
I still feel the need to leave it all behind,
To open the door to see if I would feel like I did before,
But what if there is nothing behind.
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