Tap Out
I’m putting my hands down
this is my tap out
from the fight against myself
I’m letting my guard down
embracing the soft sound
of the beating inside my chest
I give up
I give in
on all the standards
and all the questioning
And I’ll shout
And I’ll speak
no matter those that are listening
I’m putting my foot down
I’m my own steady ground
I am enough when I run out
I am no let down
And this is no cop out
my open hands are enough for me now
And when all else fails
when the winds don’t fill my sails
I’ll put my hands on my chest
I’ll feel my own breath
Fill myself up again