Stuck, something any mere organism wishes they will never be Yet something that is never in the front of the mind To be stuck is to be immobile To be stuck is to endure the horrible taste of failure To be stuck is to never reach your destination However, you are not stuck Because even though that cage seems everlasting, desire outlives decay You may feel like every step is just another action Welcoming the unknown And you may be right But for right now, you are here And the only way for you to leave the misfortune built around you Is to do what seems impossible And to never forget what lies between the skin I hope that one day we'll know those dreaded things Since the worst tends to flock together We will have to grow wings