I’m right, you know.
He’s wrong.
Why can’t he see?
No, it changes nothing,
I know. But still —

It doesn’t matter.
Giving him that last word
doesn’t make him right,
doesn’t hurt my truth.
If I could change his mind,
I would. But I can’t.
I’ll change my response,
my rage, my pride.
Any fool can quarrel.
And anyone at peace
can leave the peace.