I live in fear, and that's it.
I, rather than my friends who take adventurous long walks alone,
Choose to stay inside and wonder what's wrong with me.
But do I even choose it when it feels like a default?
I can choose better, the things I desire and know I am capable of,
The things I want to give myself to but not because I've been taught to give,
Constantly, effortlessly, wholeheartedly, without complaint or rest
As a woman,
But because I know that in a world where everyone helps,
The helped will become helpers and builders who empower helpers and
Calm the fears of the needing-to-be-helped.