“Jail” The comfort zone.

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I used to have a comfort zone

Where I knew I couldn’t fail

The same four walls of busy work

Were really more like jail
I longed so much to do the things

I’d never done before

But I stayed inside my comfort zone

And paced the same old floor
I said it didn’t matter,

That I wasn’t doing much,

I said I didn’t care for things

Like dreams,goals and such.
I claimed to be so busy

With the things inside my zone,

But deep inside I longed for

Something special for my own.
I couldn’t let my life go by,

Just watching others win.

I held my breath and stepped outside

And let the change begin.
I took a step and with new strength

I’d never felt before,

I Kissed my Comfort Zone “good-bye”

And closed and locked the door.
If you are in a Comfort Zone,

Afraid to…

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