Who

Feeling stuck yet secure

Holding me up or holding me down?

How I yearn to wander

To grow above the surface of this place

Are you sturdy or weak?

If I stretch and struggle

Will you lend a hand or pull me

Back into the depths?

It is warm but devoid

Nourishing yet bleak

My soul is expanding beyond you

I must grow to know

Who I am.

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