The Wall Will Fall Eventually

My philosophy is that things are just as bad as they seem.

If my life were gymnastics I'd be straddling the balance beam.
If my life were a sport, I'd still be in the locker room.
And if I were a frightful witch,
I'd still be looking for my broom.
I am sitting on wall and feeling like Humpty-Dumpty -
I am afraid to move an inch, but this isn't who I want to be.
I want to move forwards, or backwards, or sideways;
I just want to do something besides waste away all my days.
Lost in doubt, plagued by insecurity,
angry at myself, cold inside, and very lonely.
I want someone to teach me how to save myself,
Because I do know that I can't find myself in someone else.