Why do I fear you?
You are irrelevant in the grand scheme
Because I know you are not an ally.
You who tells me
they’re laughing at you
When I pass a group of my peers in the hall.
You who makes me check
That one switch over
Even though I’ve already checked it
Three times before.
You who refuses to let me sit comfortably,
Who makes every doubt bloom,
Who plays that one song I hate on repeat during a test.
You are a part of me,
Yet you are not me.
You are a stubborn little demon
Who perches on my shoulder and gives me these ridiculous thoughts.
You are covered with color
And you’re incessantly distracting
With your shiny scales and twittering voice.
oh look at me, i’m so pretty!
You sing like a songbird,
But I know you are little better than a centipede;
Your words certainly as toxic as its bite
And your feathers feel like many millions of legs
Slithering up my spine.
I do not want to fear you.
So I will not.
I will swallow your voice whole,
I will push and I will shove you out of my mind--
It’s mine, not yours!--
I will drown your words out with medicine,
I will fight until you go silent.
It’s either you or me,
And I like the sound of my own voice
Than I like yours.