Long ruled by others' whims,
coerced too much by the force of their convictions,
oddly oblivious to my own...
at last I am determined to set my own course
and establish my own path,
now I walk into the wind, though hurricanes blow.
Falling and staying down is not an option,
so when strong desire & stark reality
seem like strangers passing in the night,
only so vaguely aware of each other,
I must determine whether I will trust
the folly of hope or the certainty of pain
and keep walking no matter what.