As I look at this pool of life.
Many of them jumps in.
Happily. Forcefully.
One by one, they all jump in.
As I stand alone, looking at this pool of life.
Being smothered in fear, from the depth of my heart.
Overflowing thoughts fills my head.
Consuming myself with probability.
When stepping in, what is to become of me?
Will I forever drown in this potential despair, with weights on my shoulders?
Will I STILL be me?
Many eyes stares at me, as they stand in this pool of life.
Soaked and wet from the experiences they faced.
Wondering why I haven't jumped in.
Wondering why I'm standing all alone.
Still dry.
So many voices I hear.
So many questions from their thoughts.
My fears being fed by all of this mental commotions.
For I haven't jumped in yet.
Life is like a swimming pool.
At birth and childhood, it's not visible.
When growing up, it slowly appears.
For at adulthood, it's there.
Waiting. Forever waiting.
There is no turning back.