Like a Tiger raised in the zoo forgets the call of the wild
I too have forgotten why I am here
The stench of my fears and misery weigh heavy on my heart
My inner river stagnant, blocked by clumps of thorny wood
My heart was broken, my spirit defeated
Now it’s trying to heal itself, but it’s been depleted
Who would have thought that a heart recalibrating
Would cause such a nagging, incessant aching
They ask me how I am, I reply “I’m good it’s been blessed”
Try to remind myself this might all be some kind of test
But inside a voice screams “I’m tired of this pain”
I just want to know what it’s like to wake up and not feel afraid again
This cloud of fear hangs around me like a ghost
Anywhere I go, anything I do, it follows me pillar to post
Until I stop and ask myself, what am I even afraid of?
Is it death, or judgement – or to see what I’m really made of?
See, I like to think I’m the shit – that like a star I will glow
I believe I am meant for great things, but really I don’t know
So in chasing my dreams, I’m always stalled by doubt
It pains me to admit it, but I’m scared to find out