Workshop #1

transcript:

I feel kind of like an outcast

Like a stranger, I guess

Stuck between two doors

or two wires on a bomb

unsure which to cut

or which path to follow

I find that we're stuck in

a state where empathy feels

like a distant planet

and I jump between worlds

like a nomad

unsure where I fit in

I hope I can keep people I can lean on

And I hope I can one day find my footing

When the gravel beneath my feet

starts pulling me under,

I hope a flower grows from the rubble

and it faces the sun.