if you were a genie, this is what i would tell you. i wish i had some way to inspire people or make some sort of difference, anything i can do, say, or create that will outlast me. i wish i was better at being selfish and looking out for myself. i wish someone would cure cancer now.
aim=awaittheend
i have been scarred so deep by life and cold despair
and brittle bones were broken far beyond repair
i have leveled lies so deep the truth may never find
and inside my faithless heart i stole things never mine
i have toiled for countless years and ever felt the cost
and ive been burned by this worlds cold
like leaves beneath the frost
on my knees ive crawled to you bleeding myself dry
but the price of life is more than i could ever buy
and off of the blocks
i was headstrong and proud
at the front of the line for the card-carrying high-browed
with both eyes fastened tight
yet unscarred from the fight
running at full tilt my sword pulled from its hilt
its funny how these things can slip away
our frail deeds the last will wave goodbye
its funny how the hope will bleed away
the citadels we build and fortify... goodbye.
night came and i broke my stride
i swallowed hard, but never cried
when grace was easy to forget
id denounce the hypocrites
casting first stones killing my own
you would unscale my blind eyes
and i stood battered but more wise
fighting to accelerate
shaking free from crippling weight
with resilience unsurpassed
i clawed my way to you at last
and on my knees i wept at your feet
i finally believe that you still love me
