It's the silence that comes,
Right after the storm for me.
Life forms a strong fist,
And then throw a blow at you.
What I haven't come to understand,
Is why she doesn't take permission.
It's why she doesn't take a stand ,
It's like she's on a mission.
A mission to ruin one's tranquility,
She doesn't even take a stand,
Just today she's meek and calm to me,
And tomorrow, life takes a U - turn .
I'm having mixed feelings .
Should I pay life a visit ?
Oh that's true I can't do that,
I'm already in existence.
I can't pay her a visit,
But I Know what to do.
I'd attack her with a ravaging force,
Now that I'm angry at her .
If I don't get angry at life,
She'd not know she treated me wrongly
When she turns her back on me,
Oh breathens, I'd turn my back on life.
Because I've had more than enough,
I know she'd try to bring more storms.
But I'm strong enough to conquer
Cause I have dominion
Over life's crookedness .
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