Locked in a room

I am locked in a room and I can't seem to find the key. So I sit and thinking of everything I let pass by me. All the wasted moments and open doors I walked by. In these moments I make the decision to fly. I want to be able to say I lived my life to the fullest, so when I die my headstone could say "Damn what a life." I want to live my life better then just okay or fine. I want to live extraordinary. I refuse to be locked in room and let life pass me by. So I Will kick down the door and join the living because I can't saying I am alive if I am living like the dead. So avoid doors that will trap you in because each second you try to get out of your locked room is a second you won't get back.