Insecure
We are raised in a world of constant change
Our morals and standards constantly churning like the sea
But our souls don’t
They wade the brewing hurricane
They stave off being torn and shredded by this cruel storm of life
But it gets leaks
Our souls are the strongest materials of our whole
It has been broken and tortured and subdued by our weak will
But it will not break
We are told how to survive is to be the same and follow the charted course
The ever changing tides of this world carry into new passages to sail
But we can’t follow
Our personalities draw us deeper into chaos and mystical wonder
The reckless abandon creates new wares in our soul
But it is still whole
We return to uniformity after the tsunami tatters our sails
Our vessels are weakened and scarred due to our strayed path
But we don’t return whole
The ship becomes a solace to hide into
Our being shaken by the waves that bruised our souls
But then we see sun
We feel the rays of some making us feel whole again
Our spirits rise as our ship becomes mended
Thus is the path of the insecure
Thus is the path of many
Do you choose to stay
Or adventure into the storm
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