Sonnet

[primeideal]

Before I have been backed against this wall

And gave up what might have turned into pride.

I gave what I could, but can't give my all.

There are some things that can't be cast aside.

 

I can fall silent and just let you speak

And in so doing, pass for one of you.

A noncommittal child, bright but meek

Who lets the false pass by among the true.

 

If only I knew when the price was paid,

When I could stand back on my own two feet

Without the shame you wish that I was weighed

Down with, ready to move on, and not beat.

 

The chance for some new game that I could play--

Almost enough that I concede today.