I tried to tame my life
I scolded its bad behavior and punished it until it coiled itself into neat little pieces
I decided to keep the pieces in a locked box
The box whimpered during the day and shook at night
I was always terrified that the pieces would break free and change my idea of who I am
One day when I feel brave enough I will open that box and to achieve true contentness
letting the pieces fall wherever they will
I am free
