This time, I won’t reason out of the admission: promise I won’t get mad if you call me yellow-bellied. Excuses and alibis are my pitfalls.
I stumble over my over-thinking. Hurt myself through my armor.
My sights set too high, I risk the worst possible failure.
But don’t expect me to suddenly wear a badge that reads YOLO. I may be fickle, but I’m not stupid.
Impatient, that much is evident.