I’m stuck in the terminal,
got lost in the concourse of life.
My plane has been grounded,
growth delayed by
the risk of turbulence.
I have so much baggage
weighing me down;
I’ll never be cleared for departure.
I know I’m destined for flight,
but I’m not prepared yet
for high altitudes.
However, one day
I will lift off into my destiny
and finally arrive at my destination.