The Calm Before The Storm?

For weeks, you have been eerily quiet

You’ve forced your family to comply with your plan

I may not know what your plan is, but I don’t care

I’ve gotten to the point where I’ve stopped trying to figure out your motives

All I know is you’re determined to make me feel like I’m going crazy

To get me to react

To make me feel like I’m the ‘bad one’

You’re trying in your own demented way

Your day will come

I may not know when or how, but it’ll happen