Something inside aching to get out
The pangs of doubt creep around my ribcage and seek their way into my gut
Chaos ensues as long as I try to figure it out...
That sense of doubt
Why do I try to hold on? She’s ready to escape, but for some reason I insist on her staying
I transform into something I am not, molded by the expectations of myself and others.
I release her!
I release myself!
Courageously flowing into clarity.