Distress To Desire

Sitting idle without being idol
Oh yes indeed
The time has played hide & seek
But trust me you are being deceived
It wasn't what I wanted to receive
In a corner my tears being dried
Although it wasn't what I desired
Was it my lack towards being knack?
Or time's play
Which betrayed
What so ever it may be
I know what will now make the cool breeze
I will bring the dusty storm
To fight those miserably strong
Who led the path to dismay & distress
And made everyone to regret
They will now face disaster
Which I will myself plaster
To give a shape haven't ever seen before
And will make the darkness before me bow.