Feeling. What are you feeling?

Upsidedown, merry go round
Feelings fleeting, then full,
Words unapplicable and even uninviting,
As I try to master this pull.

Confusion and clarity join in the cry
With hope and fear at the rear,
So many new emotions sing-
Liberate us from our part-time career.

They leave me: Uncomfortable, forlorn, worried and alone,
Unintentionally fearing others thoughts and blanketing my own.

But consistancy, enjoyment, righteous employment...
Where could I possibly go wrong?

Tis not easy to decide for oneself,
And blaze the trail on a whim.
I'd rather be sure if what I'm in for,
Then grab the reigns and give in.

But the natural me is protective you see, protecting from pain, mistakes and harms.
Not committing ensures no wrong decisions-
Eliminating my defense being without arms.

But who am I to say one can not fly,
When my stumbling feet simply won't let me try.