Dare

xxxDo I dare?
Confronting involves guts,
something I clearly lack.
xxxI do dare.
Evening begins to spread across the neverending sky.
Measuring out minutes with spoons as I gather the strength.
xxxI walk up, I back up.
Muttering retreats quietly to myself
xxxI don't dare.
But yet, I argue with myself.
Tedious minutes pass by
I pin myself to a wall
trying to wiggle my way out of this confrontation
xxxI still don't dare.
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I had to write this as an excercise for english.
We were asked to use lines from T.S Eliot's "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock".