Thinking
Thinking...
am I wrong, am I right!
Should I… at least try?
No no
It's just one click though
I feel like a deer too scared to drink at a lake
The thought of being wrong holds me back
Like a current pulling down on me
Or the wind pushing me away
Let someone else take a shot,
Maybe their thinking of something completely different
But what if they're wrong and I'm correct?
What must i do?
Do I go to the lake and try to take a sip?
What if...but maybe not
Trying to get the courage to speak stops so fast
Like a rock to a skateboard wheel
Instant
when the deer realizes the crocodile
The loudest bang
When you get called
Everything that was there is gone
Running in the opposite direction
So fast that the crocodile didn't even see the deer leave
The only words that come to mind next
I don't know or I'm not sure
Whyyy
But at the end of the day
I'm still that deer to scared to drink at the lake