What if I’ve been shunned, removed, exiled?

Am I still a part of the movement?

Or have I been deserted?

Do I have what it takes,

Or has all my energy been exerted?

In the light of day,

Do I appear to be sublime

But when it gets dark out,

I am less than divine?

I ask because I truly wonder

Do I dare feel confident

Or have my dreams been plundered?

If the moon should shift

And show the other side,

Should I be afraid?

Should I run and hide?

What if I don’t feel safe, secure, sheltered?

Am I still courageous?

Am I quick to fall

When it gets too heavy?

I know I need to keep going

Keep pushing through

But are you really out there?

Is it really true?

One day I dream,

One day I don’t.

One night I see,

One night I won’t.

If the sun should fade

And put away its glow,

Will it all freeze up?

Will I turn to stone?