Do I hold myself away
In my metal shell
Comfortable
But unchanging
Watching the people go by
From inside
Moving but sitting still.
Or do I open myself up
To painful
Excruciating growth
Knowing in myself
I'm not really meant for this world
I'm not really designed for this life
I don't really fit here

I have so much to give
I want to learn
I want to know why
And that very sense of self
Is a sharp and bruising pain
In every uncertainty
In every doubt.
It's my fault.

The soft sweet life can not grow
If it doesn't feel the burn of the sun
If it doesn't feel the thirst of dry land

Will these challenges
Help me grow?
Or twist and warp me?

I open myself up
I take the leap
Out and away from that metal cage
And into the unknown
Knowing
I don't really belong here