Silent steps I hear
creeping in, coming near
Distant rush coming close
keeping me on the toes

All the senses on alert
making me to convert
My excitement on the verge
timely seeking to emerge

My asylum just a place
to lay down my broken face
But it’s not safe anymore
I need to find another door

It’s time to throw the glove down
To wake up and look around
To feel the love from my friends
To see the world through their lens

*It’s so scary to just go on feeling like a black swan