The stage is set,
All is ready,
Yet I'm still afraid of leaving my shell.
Having to live a death,
Tortured,
Living an eternal hell.
But I realize I must live,
Actually LIVE!
So I rise from my slumber.
I hammer the walls,
Built long ago,
And break out of my cacoon.
The stage is set,
They are waiting-
All I have to do is rock!
I wrote this on inspiration from a lot of people talking about how I must do my best. The theme comes from my fantasies about a rock band with me and my friends. Some of the music you'll see around is for that band.
Yoru Kurosawa Community Member 
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