Discression

We're told to fight for what's right. Not lose sight through the night. To choose better than best, to excel from the rest. That's good isn't good enough, to aim higher than love.

That's not ideal-I'm human, I feel-

I have a mind, and the right to stay quiet.

To live through the trite, and survive tonight's riot.

I haven't lost sight, for I am for love. My own satisfaction, and the savior above.

I make my mistakes I own them as well, and learn to get up from where I sell. I have the right, and so do you, to feel and express what makes us true. To fight for ourselves and for the day I will move on, and

breathe,

it's okay.

~Quiet.

5.13.21