A fish in an aquarium, I'm trapped, but I can't see my walls.
I get going at a good pace, thinking everything is cool when all of a sudden, WHAM!
Dead stop.
I can't take this anymore.
Living in constant fear of the next big invisible barrier, stretching farther than the eye can see.
It's holding me back from what I need, what I long for.
Freedom.
Freedom to be the fish I am.
To see new things I've never seen before.
I'm tired of these familiar surroundings.
I'm tired of the faded plastic seaweed and the broken pirate ship that no longer rocks with the current of the aquarium.
I'm sick of living with the same old fish that just swim around in their own environment without a clue that there is more to life than only what is in this tank.
I need to get out.
And maybe I'll die out there in that unknown world.
Maybe I am not aware of the dangers that await.
All I know is that I am ready.
I may not know all there is to know, but I can be prepared for it.
I expect to fail, I expect to hurt, and I expect to cry.
But I also expect to succeed.
Life in a fish bowl is not really living.
That's existing.
Maybe I wasn't born for life without gills, but I certainly can learn to adapt to it.
That's evolution.
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