She couldn’t get out the door,
It had never locked her in before.
Now it just wouldn’t open.
She tried and tried, but finally stopped hoping.
If she gives up and quits,
Depression prevails over wit.
Your attitude unlocks the door,
Get up and pull some more.
That door will unlock for you,
So open it and leave the blues.
Don’t lie there wallowing in self pity,
It only brings down your city.
In the end you will find,
The right attitude of mind
Is the key you’ve been missing,
So don’t sit just wishing.
Pick yourself up off the floor,
Get up and open the door.
Don’t sit there and bawl,
Even if you have to crawl.
Get up and OPEN THE DOOR.
