There is a version of you the world tries to define. Structured. Contained. Easy to understand.
And then, there is what you actually are. Fluid. Alive. Impossible to reduce to a single shape.
At the center, something moves freely.
It doesn’t follow the rules around it.
It doesn’t fit into the lines meant to hold it.
It expands. It shifts. It exists on its own terms.
This piece lives in that tension between what is expected…
and what cannot be contained. Between the frameworks we are given and the truth that exists beyond them.
Because no matter how much structure surrounds you,
there is always something within that refuses to be reduced.
If this resonates, it’s because you recognize that you are more than what was designed to define you.