Like a fly trapped inside
Thwacking against a closed window
I'll try again just in case
Because I'm hoping it will be worth trying for
Numerous times thumping and sliding to the floor
That one in a trillion chance
Where this could be the gamble
And I would win
On the outside looking in
At closed doors
Or on the inside looking out
Open windows
Either way the grass
It always looks greener
From the lens of deception
Let's swap places
And reverse intentions