I’m done! Outta here! Good bye!
Door Locked

That’s weird.

Time passes, still acid around, seeking a different facet… Door locked

Why can’t I leave?

Isn’t happiness or peace on the other side? Won’t the other side make me feel alive? I’m shocked…

What is keeping me here?

Shouldn’t I be able to leave? To start anew and to seek what I believe?

Maybe not…

I’ll stick around and give it time
Times up! The decision is mine

Door locked

How? Am I really supposed to sit and work through this?
With arms crossed, I don’t wanna. This environment makes me pissed

Changing perspective

If I’m forced to be here, I will need to change how I view it
Maybe stay and change the mindset of “they blew it”

Shifting occurs

Consistent smiles appear, maybe I was supposed to stay here

What about the locked door?

It’s still there, but I notice it’s cracked
I now have the choice to walk and never come back

Lesson learned