a lack of conviction

there will always be a part of me

that sighs when I'm happy

and says I-told-you-so when I'm not

because I had the chance

and now it's gone

now I'm stuck

because 3 years ago

I dropped it in my nightstand drawer

and locked it away

with all my conviction

and all my courage

and promised myself never to look back

I open the drawer sometimes

hoping that maybe it came back

but there's a hole in the back of the dresser

and I fear that the three of them

snuck off in the night

looking for a new victim

with a bigger supply

of conviction and courage

and a steadier hand

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