I tell the old story to myself
lather, rinse, repeat
priorities must be made, changes too
and I push
I hold opinions for the sake of the sensitive
this disagreement breeds distrust
but healing comes from truth
and I push
I tell those I DO trust and sometimes they don’t see
somehow I have peace in their distance
just because we’re cool don’t mean we’re close
and I push
Too much going on to battle on the shallow
I’d rather do deeper work
the cuts to my pride are hard and necessary
and I push
Blindly following has never been a safe way to go
I can’t even understand this hierarchy
even as I watch I shift
and I push