nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent

i will wait...

just sometimes wonder
what happens to the thunder
where does it go
after making us so low
spoiling our mood for the day
and go on its own way

to thunder i cannot talk
but you i stalk
to ask why you, like the thunder,
walked away after making that blunder
not once turning to me
asking how i want us to be
you just went away..never ever to be seen again
at least the thunder will not be so evasive
i will wait...to see him again