How can i complain to you 
About my life going faster or slower 
About not getting that which I want 
About losing myself over n over. 
 
I see each obstacle coming my way now 
It's not like any of it's new 
I can almost predict what problem I'll face 
I know at the right moment I'll know what to do. 
 
How can I whine about another leap 
When I've already taken a fair share in the past 
And each time you've caught me unfailingly 
Each fall deeper n darker than the last. 
 
How can I feel guilty about what I have 
When I dont know if it'll even stay 
Or if it is the fruit of my own past labor 
That I should savor instead of let rot away. 
 
I went in expecting noise, fury and red
But I discovered a new vision of rage 
I have learnt the real color of anger this time 
A deep powerful black - peaceful like a sage. 
 
I'm still getting the hang of manipulation 
Gathering the anger from each memory 
To contain it to one focal point
Or dispel it and let it pass right through me.
 
How can i whine about uncertainty 
When I can receive your sturdy hand at my beckon
How can I cry over cruel loneliness
when i feel you watch over me each second. 
 
Sometimes you refrain to keep me hurting longer
Crazy surprises to keep me on my toes 
You let me handle enough to get me stronger 
And heal the rest till no pain shows. 
 
So how can I complain
when you keep such good company? 
Well sir with the very larynx 
n the very same voice that YOU gave me!  
 
Cuz I know you'd miss it if I were to stop 
Cuz you know I count my blessings in swears 
Cuz I know that I have every right over you
n Cuz I know you love hearing my sorrows n cares.  
 
For what have I in this whole wide world but you 
That won't leave, age, forget or betray 
And what keeps you going, waiting on me
But my quest for the home from which i was led astray.