I want to retreat
To my warm childhood home

But like a boy at sea                                                    
I seek adventure.
I want to bend without breaking
To take risks with consequence
I need to meddle my way
Into hard places
Then learn how to worm
My way out once again.
I need to fail a few tests
Crack a few bones
Get into a scuffle or two.  

Today,
I'm just a Robin bird
Suffocating securely
Under a mother's wing.
I familiarize myself
With only mild discomfort
And synthetic tears
Anything more would be classified as living
And living seem a terrible fate.