The best parts of me lay deep and come forth when I’m slow to speak
Reactions replayed from the day haunt me
Just a little more time to think
A little more time to respond
Running in place looking for something new doesn’t seem to be working.
I can remain silent
Disappear in plain sight
Think before leaping from my unruly tongue
Take a few extra breaths.
Through the curtains of wisdom are carefully chosen responses and replies
I forgot how my face feels with my be what I think they want mask off
The best parts of me
Aren’t even me.