Undone

 As we get bigger and bigger
The distance between ourselves and that other
Outside world becomes smaller and smaller

And this world that we are inside
Which seems so huge in the beginning
And so infinitely welcoming
Has become very uncomfortable

And we are obliged to be born
And my father says that birth is so
Chaotic ans violent that he's sure
That at the moment of birth, we're thinking
"This is it. This is death. This is the end of my life"

And then we're born and it's a surprise
'Cause its just the beginning