To where this path leads?

To where this path leads?
A woman who leads a stable life
Family, friends, job, she has all that.
Many would want this stable life.
To her, she needs excitement.
But stay here as it is was all she did.
Plenty running in her mind.
Many things she would like to try.
Since young, she has vision.
To do when she grows up.
She kept it to her one and only self.
No planning. No resolution. Never an attempt.
Afraid of risks. Afraid of the unforeseen. Afraid to confront her own interests.
She slowly succumbed into the comfort zone of stability.
The recognition of things she wanted has risen.
A trend. Everyone seems to be doing it.
Friends are doing it, but her. She felt depressed.
Not that she doesn't want. She is worried.
Of nothing and everything.
Why did she let herself into this state?
Always in a doubt. Confidence is deep low.
Bottomless. Falling deeper and deeper. It is never ending.
As she never sees herself in a higher state.
To others.
A happy-go-lucky person she was known as.
But why does these unwanted feelings come visit sometimes?
This way of thinking, is it necessary to equip one with this kind of "surplus" feelings?
Too much.
Feelings are uncontrollable. Feelings can't be disposed. Can't be destroyed.
It only can be hidden.
Sometimes. Things  are better left unsaid.
But it shows. Not on the face. But deep inside.
She's hurt. She's frustrated. Not at anyone. But herself.
In a way no one can comprehend.
Never wish anyone to understand.
A change. Is what she needs.
Is what she must do.
But the first step is hard.
Awfully difficult.
And determination is a huge problem.
Where to look for Mr. D?
Too much to be fixed. Too many areas.
Just ways too much.
So excessively she rather stays in her original state.
The stable state.
No wonder.
But at the age now, if she doesn't start, she won't start.
She got to keep reminding herself.
FUCK what people would say.
FUCK all the eyes that are looking.
She needs to kick her own butt to move.
The world is dynamic. It is a mother fucking tricky world.
Her life is so stable.
She is so fragile. A virgin to world's problems.
Because she is afraid. She rarely takes risk.
Avoiding all hazard. Avoid uncertainties. Avoiding everything that will jeopardize her life.
She hates changes.
But never have she realized, that she adapts well with changes.
Where is that lively girl?
She needs to find her vibrant self.
No one says it will be easy.
All she needs is to put one leg forward.
FUCK negativities.