Arms Spread Out

I stretch out my arms,

Hoping to catch, grasp, hold on,

To anything and everything that falls on to me,

Grace, humility, passion,

But along with it comes,

Anxiety, stress and failure,

And as much as I feel strong,

I want to wrap my arms around me rather than spread them out,

But, I'm glad there are people,

Who keep pushing me to keep them spread out,

Until I get what I want.

All I want,

As much as I want.