Freedom

The blank piece of paper in front of me

Is mine, all mine, to do with what I please

No requirements to restrain me,

No outline to guide me,

Just my pen and me writing,

My imagination free-flowing;

I can go anywhere, I can be anything:

I can fly among the dragons, I can swim among the mermaids,

I can have coffee in Paris or eat sushi in Tokyo,

I can break a million hearts or have my heart broken,

I can climb the tallest mountains or stream to my heart’s content,

I can be the world’s most interesting woman or the world’s best daughter,

But I find one problem that makes my pen hover,

One problem that makes my brain halt with fear—

Where do I begin?