How can I be simultaneously
So confident
Yet bruised and battered - not breaking, but bent
By the winds of fear blowing faster and faster
Viciously
Relentlessly
They whistle and call
Like a Siren
Beckoning me to their jagged rocks
So into their ocean, I may fall
If I am Odysseus, listening
The golden rope that binds, glistening
Is itself bound by the massive lock of time
Unbreakable
Though I want to make the Siren mine
Unshakable
I don't want to be merely fine
I chose not to fill my ears with wax
To deafen me from the Siren's song
Because the pain of longing's a worthy tax
If I am to find where I belong
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