I speak a lot of flight and freedom. Of burdens and the ties that bind. Yet here I lay unbound, staring through eyes of indifference at the sky above me. Breath after wasted breath, devoid of meaning. Indifferent. No. Not indifference. Fear. It has immobilized me. It has seeped into my veins and planted roots in my brain. It has convinced me that I am not good enough. That I was never meant to fly. That I was always only one of the others. Indifferent. Fear. No. I will cut you out. I will find where you lay and rip you from my being. I will not let you silence me into indifference. For you fear, I offer my violence. For I am greater. And now, now I see you.