Where am I now?

I admit I don't know where I'm going.
I don't know where I am.
But one thing I know is that I will listen.
To you wherever you are or when.

I feel small and incompetent.
And I don't know what I can do.
I'm shy and insensitive.
So what in the world should I do?

The cage doors are opening,
but I don't want to escape.
But I don't want to regret
not flying until it's too late.