An Obscure Reflection

Comfort Zone

I thought I cannot,
I cannot join up with those dots
I only knew before, that I can write a lot.
Not to speak, but today, I found a new spot.

Scribble, scribble, my pen goes,
Fiddle, fiddle, the sound in my head goes.
Needle, needle, I need to get past you.
Idle, Idle, why do ideas do not come out now?

I almost gave up on that block.
I thought I've lost my purpose.
Until one thing on my head knocked.
The thing that I know I don't possess.

Sometimes, your comfort zone's not always the comfort.

But those outside things are the things that are very suitable for you.

Not comfortable, but you'll get used to it.

It's a way of discovering yourself and what you need to explore.

You'll lose nothing even if you tried.

Instead, you'll earn a lot of lessons.

This comfort zone, try to get past it, sometimes.