Can you fake confidence
At the bottom of your day?
Can you keep together
When they all go away?
Can you shake anxiety
When the siren stops?
Can you rest your head softly
When the morning drops?
I can't.
Can you cheat gravity
With a sour throat?
Can you keep yourself warm
With no words in your coat?
Can you really tell
Your right from wrong
When there are no more souls to save,
Can you save your own?
I can't.
Things I should have said
Choices should have been made
Sleeping under the bed
Sleeping under the bed.