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