So be it

So be it, such a simple phrase

So be it, my calm, my rage

I say, while turning the page

Of a story, with the devil n a sage

So be it, book within the book

So be it, why am I scared to look

Won't be pretty, the steps she took

Turn into a queen from but a rook

So be it, would the hype she'd stand?

So be it, would my mind she'd bend?

Cause I'm told how the story may end

Should I still read it or just pretend?

So be it, maybe worth the while 

So be it, more sharp than senile

I can hope to go on with a smile

Let the story be a please or a rile

So be it, let's forget the ending

So be it, go back to the reading 

Can't let a good story left hanging

Verity for me, still stands waiting