Here I stand, before these doors.
Four doors stand tall.
Blue leads to freedom,
Away from this world, I can be.
Red leads to punishment,
The way it should be.
Black leads to the unknown,
The future I can have.
Green leads to death,
It is indefinite there.
Which do I choose?
My hand takes on a life of its own.
Freedom, I hesitate.
I cannot see clearly there.
Punishment will surely lead to more pain.
The unknown is unknown.
I will continue on,
To a world I can control.
And here I stand,
Behind closed doors.