The doors of tomorrow slammed shut today And yet I always knew that I caused this to stay For opportunity knocks and bangs at my door Yet stupidly I sit and stare at the floor The flight is my fight and bravery alludes my every whim As though two of me exist in one which makes existence twice as grim The assurance of peace has been the broken bonds of promise yearned And hole meets soul in glaring contempt with each sacrifice I never earned