I worry about what you’re doing,
how you’ve been.
From what I’ve seen, something’s amiss,
and you appear to be just spinning in place.
Am I mistaken, or are you going somehow wrong?
I don’t want to step on toes,
but you don’t seem at your best.

Please, prove me incorrect.
Step out of here.
Disappear from these environs
and go somewhere else where you fit more fully.
You can belong somewhere better than here
– you more than the rest of us.

Find your place.
Leave.