Fight and Flight


I fight the urge to rest my head

On shoulders not meant to bare weight

I grudgingly swallow the need to need

Or apologize for being anxiously early or carelessly late

I open windows but close doors

Just because that’s what’s done to me

I’ve learned to not talk just to break silence

Only because it gives me vision to what I need to see

I will hold back my thoughts

If they meet with vacant stares

I love a good challenge to level up

But mostly never from an empty dare

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