cyclone

So many dents to reverse I'm better off trying to burn water

I want her but the hurt that she fosters won't make her fond of

My wind

So she keep on throwing caution

She said I'm Mona Lisa

I said Da Vinci was more of an artist

I asked if that's a fact though

Why the human mask departed

I'd rather run in circles than to find out where we started

Because the destination never been where we wanted

I wanted progress

Instead I'm wanted suspect in progress