Rose

Don't disturb the beast the temperamental goat, the snail, while he's feeding on the rose.
Stay frozen and compromise what I will I am.

Been around the wind silently thrown about again I'm treading so soft and lightly compromising my will. I am.

I am. I will. 
So no longer will I lay down, play dead, play your doe in the headlight, locked down and terrified. Your deer in the headlights shot and horrified.
When push comes to pull comes to shove self-destructing dance that never would've ended till I rose, I roared aloud here. I will. I am.

I am. I will. So no longer will I lay down, play dead, play this kneel down, gun shy, martyr, pitiful. I rose, I roared, I will, I am.

I fucking love this song. I am in a place in my life when I feel I have rose, I'm facing all my fears and fighting myself and others. Like I know so many people and myself thought I'd never be here. 

But one must not be fooled and pretend the goal is reached. I have so many things left to do. So many challenges, specially about myself and all my flaws. I must keep fighting.