I'm in the mood for a fight.
Some good ole one on one.
So I can rip, and shred, and tear.
And justify it too.
But I refuse to start it.
I've done that enough,
It was always me,
I brought the topic up.
Not today.
Not again.
No.
I will wait in the shadows,
Quietly patient,
Until the opportunity presents itself.
Until then I wait.
I'm willing to wait.
It will be worth it in the end.
Though, patience was never my strong point,
It will have to do for now.
The knowledge that I can elicit anger without even trying,
Is quite intoxicating.
I feel powerful,
That's something new,
I used to feel below.
But now I'm on top,
And I know how to get under her skin the most perfect of ways.
Yes, I am in the mood for a fight,
Tread carefully sweet pea.
Or perhaps don't tread at all.
Because I will not hesitate to strike,
The moment that you fall.
