Decisions
What to decide
What to do
When fast solutions are hard to find
And choices becoming few
Mentally holding on
To get through each day
Elusive item, that this problem is from
Trying to get in any way
A new fire door to my home now
Is the door that is my way
Closing me in on all sides
Trapping me here, where i don't want to be
The door to the new house
Is where i want to be
With keys in my hand
I will then be free
Free to be at peace
Peace for my Zen
This Zen is my Utopia
My Utopia, my peace
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