I feel like I’m constantly having to watch where I step
So I will not break any eggs.
I’m constantly thinking and rethinking,
What I am about to say.
Stepping and walking with extreme care,
So I do not offend or come off as rude.
And when I finally decide to step with weight,
I crack the eggs beneath.
To be honest, I don’t care about the eggs,
They are just eggs we will eat.
But she guilts me and tell me it’s wrong,
Until I do not do it again.
When I break the eggs, the air seems thicker.
When I’m not the one who breaks them,
I know that they are broken.
She get mad and annoyed that we broke her precious eggs.
We are all stepping on eggshells.