I’m always asking for help and gifts, what can I do for you?
My bubble has become a nuisance, my comfort zone is stale.
It’s too comfortable on the sidelines and yet it feels like jail.
God, I’ve been chasing safe and cozy at all costs.
I think I’ve missed opportunities, yeah I feel out of place and lost.
What can I do, for and with you?
Please tell me what I should do, with you and for you.