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Unpredictable

What is going to happen, will I finally be free,
Or will I once again be trapped in madness, for the world to see

What is going to happen, will they attack me,
Will I be shot from all sides by the words, what is it going to be

This time will I smile or will I burst into tears,
Will I sing and dance or get lost in my own fears

I don't know what is bound to come, I can't predict what they'll say,
I wish I had a better take on this world so I can predict the type of day.

~Via

I wish I could predict my days so that I could prepare myself for what is to come. Sometimes actions are so unpredictable, the maximum of your emotions that are affected turn out to be negative. Sometimes I just hate surprises.