I cannot catch a break, keep my **** together
No control when necessary, no control ever.
Like a small bird, that is taught how to fly
The little bird does not have the ***** to jump

He keeps procrastinating his jump. While others
born after him, already fly to the mountains and
back but this one particularly is still on that cliff
waiting for that moment, the perfect jump.

And the others keep flying further and further
away, losing their grip on their roots, not me
I am still waiting to jump, still not confident.

Why even bother trying. I'll never fly as far
as those other birds. Maybe I should give up
for a while, give myself a break, just wait patiently.