Wasp (Close The Door.)

I seen you flying around outside,
black and yellow, and two eyed.
Sting me once, sting me twice, I thought I knew.
I thought I'd already been here, didn't have a clue.
That one day, I'd be sitting here,
and you would be so near.
Buzzing around, all around the porch,
It's a distance, but I see the flaming torch.
So far away now, this is where I'm left,
I'll look down, and save my breath.
But I can justify, sting me once more,
you won't, the rain used to poor.
Now there's scattered showers, it's clearing,
I can see, the dawn of my life is nearing.
Pesky little wasp, won't you fly away?
And don't come back another day.
That was then, this is now,
I look away, I see a cow.
Filled with life, is a land that is lifeless,
but the moments are truly priceless.
Stop looking at me, your the past,
I always hoped it wouldn't last.
It didn't, and this is an illusion,
sitting here, I came to a conclusion.
There's nothing I can do at the moment,
I have to deal, but I'm not content.
One day, this too will be the past,
hopefully that change will be the last.
I didn't want to be so far away from all that I know,
all that I knew can no longer grow.
I have to be here, I've got no choice at all,
so it's either get knocked down, or stand tall.
Silly wasp, why don't you buzz some more?
I'll simply go inside, and close the door.