The tragedy of truth

I confess —

I am afraid.

If I speak the truth, will you cancel me?

If I do what is right, will y’all hassle me?

If I think what is good, will someone manipulate me?

Of course, I know the answers

To all these questions.

I’ve been here before.

I know you.

You always lose.

I only win.

I just rise —

I can’t fall.

Or