Quiet life

A quiet life One where I can decide why No one who sees me In some cases, that would just make me happy A quiet life Peace restored and left in my hands It can sting like a hit of rubber bands This is a feeling of love and threat A feeling that feels bad One that can maybe destroy you, or not.. Why can no one keep to themselves and ignore? It would make its head bored We can't live without comfort, just like we can not live without potential dangers But are they really dangers when those moments can make new friends?