I stand frozen among the trees.<br/>Who I am isn't who I will be,<br/>I'm clueless,hunted by the gun of what is normal,<br/>until a deer bounds away on a new route, eyes wide, nostrils flaring.<br/>But I follow this rat race, this hesitant road in a canyon of missing dreams<br/>herding me towards concrete expectations and a foreign reality.<br/><br/>Confusion, thoughts rumble, and words lack clarity,<br/>but the elegant deer continues,flagging danger with her tail.<br/>I know where I wish to go, but I hesitate.<br/>Do I take the deer's advice and flee from demand,<br/>or do I remain on this path, beaten down by the rest of the animals?<br/><br/>The deer pauses, her innocent brown eyes focus.<br/>Snorting softly, she beckons.<br/>I go. I take my first step into the wild.