Holding Back The Tide

Why do we sometimes wait to go pee,
Instead of setting our caged liquids free?

Why do we sit for a couple beats later,
Ignoring our urges to which we should cater?

Why do we squirm in our seats in denial,
Of the river inside that should flow like the Nile?

Why do we walk by a restroom and think,
I can hold back the dam right up to the brink?

Why do we wait till our bladders are bursting,