why do I feel like I should come

with a caveat–

prone to exhaustion

chronic sadness

and sudden panic

why do I feel the need to tell everyone

and yet am too afraid

to tell anyone

or when I do, to say it

seriously

why am I afraid of being treated too harshly

or pitied, like I’m not enough

when I am my own worst critic

easier to pull the blinds

lock the door

be myself where there’s no one

to judge or comfort