Internally, you operate
quietly, navigating through your problems.
You need space to think,
it doesn’t mean you’ve checked out.
You respect my need to breathe.
You give me space to decide.
Externally, I operate
it’s untidy in my head.
I need to address my problems now.
My idea of giving you room is nonstop chattering.
I can’t let you breathe.
I need to know what you are inventing.