I see it follow me like a shadow
Ever silent ever patient

Always on the lookout
Tracking me like a GPS dot

Seems like it is waiting for me to rejoice
Waiting for me to make the foolish choice  

And in it comes with a war cry
Creating a mess till it sees me cry

My tears seem to act like a balm
To both of us as we return to our calm

I remind myself not to give in and act fine
For life has a ready spell to take away  the shine

Am I rewarded for this forbearance
Or is it all a misleading pretense  

Just when I think here is a blessing
Life takes the joy out with a sting

And yet I get up again from the pain
To stand tall as if it is my right to gain

I try a smile try a laugh even
Even attempt a weak indiscretion

Ready to face life ready to race life
For not doing so will leave me in a strife