Maybe you come in peace
And leave
My winters are now old and I remember you
Like a baby laughing at her mother.
It's too soon to forget,
Too tender to remember,
How bitter and angry I become very often
Scares me to my core.
Many things will happen
To me
To my friends, family, people I don't know yet
How will I tell you, knowing that you wouldn't listen?
I will tell you
I am telling you
Maybe you go in peace,
Maybe I'll make peace with my staying.