fight

Fight 

flight 

fawn 

flee 

I fight 

Fighting has always saved me 

Now...

Fighting is making me sicker 

It's stressing me out 

And it's making me sicker 

It's 7:00 p.m. 

I'm ready for a second nap 

I can't handle this 

"celebrate Little wins" 

They say.

The world is spinning 

Without me.

How is that winning?