CAN OF WORMS

I am not going fishing because I hate waking up with the birds, but I just opened a big can of worms. I do not understand what they are for, but I think I will be stepping in shit some more like they say when one door closes, another one opens, and no longer am I soft-spoken.

Again I am asked why you insist on swimming with sharks. You are just a tiny fish in their large sea. Why don't you paddle with us? At least we are free, I  reply to them. Even a goldfish gets hungry.

I was told from a young age when people look into my eyes that, they are filled with mystery and fire, always wanting and fighting upstream, opening up cans of worms along the way until on fishing line rests my reality no longer the captain's dreams