everybody wins.

there's no reason for
you to be like this
when there's no
reason
to be whatsoever
but it's the survival
of the bitterest
and the last ones standing
get to remember all
the times they
gave up when they
should've fought,
were against
when they should've
agreed,
stayed silent when
they should've finally
opened a mouth
to speak from the heart
worn in the sleeve of
another jacket,
now put aside
to wait for
another
warm breeze
of springtime.