I step into your door opened for job, You made the effort to embrace me. I struggled to know you And, you accepted the tantrums that I throwed upon you on suspection! I ascended to tickle on you Where, you picked me up to conjoin me. You nurtured me to get rise And, am surprised to know its consequences! How awful the time is! That, am in a clutter of avid convocation.. - Annoyed to direction