Everything I've wished for
is at the door.

Knocking...

Ever so softly
longing
to be here

But I'm hiding away

My heart-shaped box is lost.

The key...
discarded.
One day I'm certain
of exactly what I want
Then, I awake
and change again.

I'm a walking contradiction.

My thoughts flip
like a switch.

I'm a recipe for disaster.

Oil and water,
Always repelling myself.

I'll escape far
away from here.

Away from the world,
Is all I've ever known.

But I'm not a bird.
I don't fly.

I'm grounded.
It's impossible.

But can my heart fly?
Can it be free?

Will someone protect it
and not break it?

I'm not so sure.

Poisoned by my fears,
Rejection is all I know

So, reject the world I will.

But I want to belong.

So, find the box.
Break it.
Destroy it.
And reveal to me
my truest self.