The need for armor can be weighed against our vulnerability and desire to be open to others.
I will remove the weeds in my garden, and my life.
Sealed in the place of knowledge,
Sunlight keeps me staring at the wall,
And not what lies beyond the window.
A box full of learning to explore,
And expand a mind.
New friends to know and play with,
Fights in the playground,
And, perhaps my lifelong partner.
Time to find the door.
Make me feel good,
Wearing this hat,
Looking at me,
For inside I am screaming.