I SEE YOU.
I SEE YOU trying to be normal, to fit in, to play by the rules.
I SEE YOU trying to balance it all and do what you’re supposed to do. I see that flame in your heart—it’s hard to ignore—and I see you telling it, “Shhh, not now.”
I SEE YOU scheduling yourself down to the last minute to fit it all in.
I SEE the walls you’ve built around yourself. It must feel so restrictive in there.
I SEE YOU wanting to stretch your arms out wide, to take in a huge, lung-expanding breath.
I see you craving expansion.
I SEE YOU wanting to grow.
I SEE the sparkle in your eyes that hints that you know bigger things await you.
I SEE YOU reaching your arms up to the light, but the walls, those damn walls, are so close and so tight.
I SEE YOU dreaming of freedom and yearning for an opportunity to create your life. I see you trying to silence that dream, trying to pretend you want the life that everyone else has. I see you trapped in that box, settling for a perfectly good life when you know there’s more. You know you could have a fucking awesome life. But who are you to break the mold, to rock the boat, to shatter the glass?