I am doing this badly
You can not tell me that badly is relative
Or you can, but I prove you wrong.
I don’t trust you, or him, or them
And I give you every reason not to trust me
I am broken and the wind tears me up
I will break you if you draw too close
Pull you in
Hold you close
Keep your confidences
Praise your victories
Take sorrow in your losses
Build you up
Wipe your tears.
And then she will break you.
This calm lasts only for a moment
This shit is about to get real.