am
Better than this, they tell me that I am
I deserve more, and have earned more, and have worked harder
I told them that I am more than human and they have come to believe
I no longer believe those old words, that I am unstoppable
Making claims of bringing the light
As if I could carry it in the palms of my hands to lay it at her feet
Presenting the very sun as a gift to that which makes me shine
I am dimming, withering, dimming away, paling, dimming away
I am not what I am supposed to be
How do you tell some one that they should love that?
That it’s a broken thing that pretends to be whole that is vying for a heart
Who am I to ask? Who do I think I am? Who am I?
I am going to try to keep you together because I am shaking apart
I have to be someone’s hero or else what good have I been?
The fight is supposed to be good. Differences made, lives changed
Show me the proof if I am so good, that I am what humanity should be
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