Battles to let go Bye

As you grow up, you learn which battles to fight and which to let go.
I never learned this thought.
So when it came my time to choose,
I’d fight with force.
And of course grudges would hold,
And sometimes feelings would unfold.

But one day I let one pass.
Anger flew, but not from me.
I just stood there silently. Making tempers peek,
And tears roll down my cheek.

I didn’t know why I felt the same.
I thought things would maybe of changed.
I thought I couldn’t be blamed.
I just stood there looking ashamed.
Maybe I should of been talking.
Either that or shouting or walking.