Breakout

You are just hatching.
You are breaking through a thin shell
that has kept you bottled up;
tucked in and uncomfortable
but with a sense of safety.

You rolled over to get some more sleep
and accidentally chipped the shell.
At first, it annoyed you and alarmed you.
Change.
Fear.
Light shone in.
It blinded you at first
but your curiosity kicked in.
No clarity yet
so now you start pecking away at it.

It's harder then you thought.
The thin little shell and membrane
resists your efforts.
You grow tired of trying
and snuggle back to sleep
but the light still shines through
and you can hear things.
Smell.
Barely see.
Sorta taste...
Can not yet touch.

And it's this yearning
that makes your legs flail about.
You make a lot of noise
kicking and screaming
protesting.
First that the light is too bright;
and then that the hole is too small;
and then that you are tired;
and the shell too cramped;
and you peck, peck, peck at the edges.

You just need to gather your strength
and with a few more thwacks,
you will have your breakout.