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It’s lovely outside

But I’m stuck in here

In my head

By my own fear.

The sun is shining

The door’s ajar

But I can’t escape

The leap’s too far.

People laughing

Friends I know

Invite me out

But I can’t go

It’s lovely outside,

But I’m torn in two,

I deserve a break,

With so much to do.

It was lovely outside,

The sun I saw,

Through the window,

Now shut the door!