Let it once be me...

I'd like to believe that I am primarily internally driven, because I know how different it feels. Instead of being drowned by the the weight of expectation coming down from the outside, I get to suffocate as power overflows my body. External pressure breaks me down, makes me even shorter, and places upon my heart a curious burden. Internal drive fills up every crevice of my body, slows down time and barely allows me to breathe. But within that state, I get to grow and run to faraway places yet not landed in my destiny. And how strange it is that no matter how far away I might float, I always find the way back to me - ready for anything.