Roles Switched
With shaky legs and trembling hands, Cowed is how my Courage stands Uneven breaths and bloodshot eyes, My Composure succumbs to panic and cries Betrayed, hurt and constantly lied to, Love mumbles bitterly, "What am I to do?" Those naïve enough to fall for lies and deceit, With unveiled scorn dies my "Compassion" meet
Distrust was a nuisance,he put me in a foul mood But he also protected me from those, he was sure, were upto no good "Careful! Don't!", cautioned Fear, a skittish friend Held my hand and kept me safe till the journey's end Jealousy has been putting me down ever since I met 'er, What that did, was drive me mad, and drive me to do better Staggering along, weighing me down, is who else but Gloom But he made me appreciate how vibrantly the flowers did bloom
What I meant to convey was that sometimes the things you bank on the most somehow end up disappointing you in your time of need... ...but sometimes when everything is collapsing around you and nothing makes sense anymore, it's the most surprising things that give you the will to go on.