I know how you see me, i can tell by the look of your eyes.
There is a tension in the air..
Comfort has long escaped me,
with a tail between it’s hind legs, behind.
yet the glaring of your devitalizing mind.
i can see,
your half drawn carefree smile for me,
of intimidation,of mockery,
trying to control over my insight.
But i am the wrong one to pick.
I have been through the likes of you many times.
So, you can watch me sit here and have a sip of tea..
as my presence pierces your exhausting need, to accuse and feel right,
to topple over the weak and win the unjust fight.
I am fidgeting, yes..
cracking my nerves too in distress, at times.
But shhhh… ‘you’ will never feel that moment,
No, ‘you’ will never be able to steal the peace of my mind.
For, i am stronger than you are, in every way you can possibly be.
For, i am a believer, i perceive the light in the shadow less dark
that you will always hesitate to see.
‘I have an upper hand. i will always win’