Open arms saying here I am, life, do what you will. Thrash me around in an unpredictable storm then let me come out the other side a little worn, full of experience.
Let me explore here in the unknown there. For every plan I make let it break down into an indistinguishable dust. For every want for companionship let me be alone. Push me down into the deepest sadness and hardest of places so I can struggle to come out again and say here I am, life, do what you will. A little worn, full of experience.