You come in...so easily

In my head.
In my heart.
You float
in and out
so easily.
You should
not have
this privilege.
You have not
earned it.
All you have
done is breath.
exist.
I push you
out.
Get out...
and you do
you float out.
But when
my guard
is down
you float back
in.
So easily.
I push you
out again.
Guess what?
I am stronger.
One day
when I am 80
I will not longer
think of you.
and I will
be at
sweet peace.