I think that life has a way of Getting to you No matter your age, no matter your experience Disregarding your background or how much of a Shit show The past week has been Life gets to you Like a toddler tugging at your pant leg Like a bee that keeps buzzing past your ear and just Leaving And coming back And leaving To scare the living daylights out of you on repeat Life gets to you Like the predator gets the prey But sometimes all you can do is stand Wait Wait Life has not yet won You are still strong You are always strong You are reading this Life has not gotten to you You have seized life by the neck and claimed it For your own possession.