I've been withering away in a self-imposed corporate prison. Fear and low self-esteem keep me clinging to the grey cubicle bars of corporate life. My heart and spirit are battered and bruised from years of internal battles. Fear tells me that I lack skills and I'm lucky to have this job. There is security here. While my heart tells me that if I'm miserable then job security means nothing. My spirit assures me that it is they, corporate wardens, who are lucky to have me for I can go anywhere and I can do anything.
Every day the battle rages on. Today I am mentally, emotionally, and spiritually exhausted. My hands bloodied from clinging to those bars. I know that I hold the key to my freedom and happiness. Why won't I use it? When will I follow my passion and free myself?
Fear and low self-esteem have been winning this battle. But my heart and spirit are resilient and fighting back, one trip at a time, one photo at a time.
Every day the battle rages on. Today I am mentally, emotionally, and spiritually exhausted. My hands bloodied from clinging to those bars. I know that I hold the key to my freedom and happiness. Why won't I use it? When will I follow my passion and free myself?
Fear and low self-esteem have been winning this battle. But my heart and spirit are resilient and fighting back, one trip at a time, one photo at a time.
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