The line is drawn, no looking back
I step into the great unknown
Anxiety, fear, I do not lack
But what about the past I’ve sown?
The past that put into my head
My worthlessness, ineptitude
Can I put all of them to bed
Once and for all, you silly dude?
Baggage accumulates over the years
The contents now stale and out of date
But still fertiliser for doubts and fears
Burning resentment and virulent hate
I will open my shoulders, fling out with power
One after the other, till nothing remains
Free of baggage, my mind will tower
No limit at all to the height it attains