It Is Not Fair, It Is What Is
It Is Not Fair, It Is What Is It is not fair, the way you handed me life today. It is not fair, the way you handed me death today. It is not fair the way you kept your cool at my expense, But it is what is. I’ve got it figured now and I can play. I will not raise my voice, but nurse resentment instead. I will hold it just long enough to make sure you know. And then withdraw to heal myself. When you dare to invade my space, I will be OK and open and cheer-filled. And watch you squirm to get in. I... Sign in to see full entry.