POEM: Brave?

some of us are so brave
maybe like more insane
because naivety runs in our veins
we don't want an ''F" in courage
or to fall in the scrimmage
so we push hard
and break ourselves
along the way
because the likes
seem to outweigh the loves
but my gloves
are stretched out
from outstretching
and outreach
my heart has become bleached
for every and each
that I give up my seat
without wallowing in defeat
or digging holes in deceit
but a hero's a zero
a refugee
where you pay taxes
with all the laxness

no one reciprocates

all that has been given or done
they don't care
...
the life of a martyr

© Linette Rabsatt