Shoo away the storm

This is uncharacteristic of me. I’ve always loved reading and writing but I haven’t come up with any interesting material for the past two years, courtesy of a changed lifestyle and a much busier schedule. But last night, something happened. It was a first. Now I know how it feels to be so unreasonably accused of something, how much degradation to one’s self it could cause. I share my dormitory room with five others, and when I arrived, two of them were in one of the beds, chatting, watching some movie. I’d had a completely exhausting day and had settled to sleep and then suddenly, about I guess an hour later, I woke to chaos, to loud screaming fits and noises. Only to be accused of something after keeping to my peace. And I’m still angry, who wouldn’t?

To the tornado who continuously wrecks my peace, pray, go away.

Well I tried to explain to you

Seeing you in tears

I tried to be kind, although I was hurt myself

But you continued being only vindictive

And I’m sorry to say

I won’t let you continue to trample on me

Because I’m not feeling guilty at all

Because I really am not

You hurl your vile accusations

I’m disappointed to see you're no better than your detestable exterior

Your selfish, uncaring attitude

Seeing no more beyond yourself

Well I’m through with you

I gave you, us, a chance

A chance perhaps of friendship, if not just cold, base civility

But you haven’t returned the favor

I’m sorry to say but

I won’t let you trample on me

Hold me responsible for things

You caused with your own stupidity

And careless behavior

Go, flit away now, don’t be the effervescent fly

I’m tired of you, all the drama, and your machinations

I tried to explain to you

And I refuse getting further scorched.