You are one kind of trouble
You come without warning.
You leave behind bumps and bruises.
You are a predicament
I try to avoid you
But more than I know
You made me the person I am today.
If, no WHEN I make it through,
I know that in many ways
You have made me a little bit stronger
You have made me a little bit wiser
than the day before
But if I see you again, a Dejavu
it means I have not learned the lesson well
In fact I have not learned your lesson at all.
It would like running in circles, never moving forward
never getting any where..
(original piece - quite badly done. but I am in the mind of not caring much)