Sitting at my desk,
I think I see you through the window.
I can be brave.
I go out the front door.
Only to see you going around the corner.
I am somewhat brave, so
I follow.
I reach the side and you’re gone.
All I hear are your footsteps..
I see us going around and around.
I realize you could come up behind me.
I am no longer brave.
Back to the front door
I am afraid.
I need to beat you there.
I am afraid.
I thought I shut this door?
I am afraid.
I lock us both inside.