as time goes on
i realize i
am very bad at
opting to sit
in the sidelines
id prefer to be
stared at at the
center of the arena
but sometimes i
think that the
fear of being
seen through is
too great to
pull myself from
the safety of my bed
and i choose the
fools way out
skirting around
the friendships for the
sake of the
busyness i created
all on my own
perhaps it is
opting for peace
of mind but
i still feel
like a foolish
coward
i wish i had
gone to the milkshake
games in the yard