The true self long trapped by worldly fences
All preferences quietly set aside
Afraid to follow the heart's own wishes
Always cutting myself to others' size
The curiosity I once had slowly fades
Even choices become casual and empty
Afraid of change clinging to safe tracks
Letting the real self slowly stagnate
Wood energy withered no fresh growth
Forgotten which direction I once loved
Bending to every voice around
While ignoring my own heart's calls
Afraid to lose control afraid of the unknown
Preferring familiar ground long forgetting farther skies
Every compliance drains a little more
Slowly losing the unique spirit I owned
Not born soft and without a spine
Just long suppressed my own desires
Afraid to ask for care afraid to speak
Root and branch sealed inside
Take down the fences wait for green to return
Try to follow the small joys in your heart
Allow life a little more spontaneity
Awaken the real self dormant so long