Stay

Why should I give two flying flips of a coin which seems to always only give two choices Black and white like the stripes on a zebra always so strict to the extremes while starting to hear voices Noises, the sounds of a family seem to grab at your ears as you realize they make you upset You take a step out of body and hear what comes out of your mouth feeling no regret The ones around you that you call so dear you try so hard to push further and further away But yet they, the ones who are pushed, refuse to budge and with you they beg to stay