Coward.

I am the tap-tap-tapping of nails against your leg

as you walk away from your dreams,

because it’s easier to give up than to risk failure.

I am the clap-clap-clapping of your hands

as you praise those who have betrayed you

because you don’t want to rock the boat.

I am the pound-pound-pounding of your head

as it strikes the concrete yet again,

because mama always said bullies leave you alone when you don’t fight back

...so you don’t fight back.

you don’t fight at all.