Your mind is heavy with a bite
Of wild things - those adventures
That could be.
And yet still you sit,
Wondering with the rest.
You preach to them all,
"Go on, see the world!",
But look at the way you're stuck.
Chew your bite and go on
To free yourself of this self-made prison.
Don't be the fool that stays
When you can swallow the world.
