I Ran Away

The bottle is full
Pop off the cork from the top
Let's drink together

The bottle is full
But I'm afraid to uncork 
It's on the table

The bottle is full
But not full enough to pop
Can you see it there?

The bottle is full
It has filled up too quickly
So fast it is numb

The bottle is full
And I'm afraid to uncork
So I ran away

I ran away 
I ran away 
I couldn't fight
I ran away

What a hypocrite
There are two ways to face fears 
You can run or fight

Fight!! I would keep urging 
Screaming at the world to fight 
Yet I ran away

I ran away 
I ran away

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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