Late Night Thoughts

Open World

Sometimes I get an inkling of that essence
The one that shakes the ground and quiets the living
That feels like the sound of tearing a fragile cloth
But in doing so, let's the sun shine a little brighter on your face
It's as if I'm being ripped away from my world
The one I've known all my life
The one that makes me shudder when I take a step
And pushing me into a new realm where I see an open world
The same old, new world
An open world, this must be it
If the world is opening, that means that I'm the same
And that would mean that I haven't closed myself off
  for so long
Yes, that must be it.
It couldn't be me
That would mean that I'm changing
That I've held myself back for so long
Blaming every inconvenience, every injustice
Never taking action against my fears and anger
And that would just be too scary