Avoiding Confrontation?

These moments of fright
When you don't want to ignite,
Any arguments
Or petitions,
Just to make sure
Peace is assured,
Being unaware that if you burn inside
Peace will never truly find a side,

As a matter of fact
We are all afraid to lose,
Not just people
But also bonds,
Not just love
But also habits,
Not just dependence
But also attachments,

Does anything count over you?
Does anyone get to overpower you?
Do you stand lesser in your own life?
Do you mean nothing in your space?
Does someone else have to define you?
Does someone else have to validate you?
Do you always need support?
Do you want to be treated like a sport?

These doubts are crippling
And bring in fear,
While making us believe
That without others
We wouldn't be alive,

The truth says something else,
Your life is yours in fact,
Live it the way you deem right
Don't bother about the other's pride,
It's theirs to consider
Not your responsibility,
And so do not take accountability
For people who are themselves lost,
For you will be risking not just your truth
But also your inner peace at their cost.

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