Accepting

Accepting is all you can do.

Or you can scream and cry,

Kick and moan,

Protest and reject,

Crib and complain,

Threaten and cower,

But that won’t change a thing.

You can try to deceive

Yourself and others,

But never your destiny.

You can twist and manipulate

The truth and the situation,

But your fate knows.

It won’t say anything,

Just watch on, knowingly.

You can fool your thoughts,

Can fool your heart,

But your life is smarter than you’d know.

You can pry and wish,

Hope and want,

But that doesn’t guarantee anything.

You can be angry,

Yell and throw things about.

But it’ll only amuse them.

Or you can accept defeat

And end it all.

And destiny will smile as it snips your life away.

So, accepting is all you can do.

You don’t hold the strings.

You don’t own a thing.

You can just go on,

Pass under grey clouds,

Or pink sunsets.

But whatever you do,

You’ve just gotto do.

There’s no other way.

There’s no way around.

Where else will you run to?

What’s in your hands?

So turn around and face it all.

Or bury your face in your pillow.

‘cause whatever you do,

Doesn’t change a single damn thing.

It’ll all just go on.

With you or without you.

Just as it always did.

Life.