You want to hold me?
I already hold myself with pride and confidence
Even when your 'brothers' hoot as if the weight
of their words could trip me up.
The weight of their eyes tries to rip my clothes open
Just like sharks one sniff and it's over
Blood running fast doesn't tip their judgement
Yet still I'm meant to be the calming influence
over this wild animal when it is me who is being
hunted?