My sauce is weak

Your judgement is yours to keep

I don’t need to act like you deem

And if fighting is the standard

I defy it with my choices

You may think it’s strong to fight

You may think battle is necessary

You may think you know best

I’m happy to defy your expectations

I get to choose my battles

I get to decide what I need

Sometimes my survival is passive

Comfort can be a part of survival

Just because I could doesn’t mean I will

If you think that is “weak sauce”

I will own my weak sauce.

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