I don’t deserve to be with you
Like a broken statue doesn’t serve to be
In the home of some prestigious collector
Like the work of some amateur doesn’t
Belong beside the Mona Lisa
Like cheap tarnished tin doesn’t belong
With shining gold and rubies

But the thing is,
No one else sees it
Because you’re not
A shining jewel
A priceless painting
Or some beautiful sculpture
You’re a misfit
A diamond in the rough
Unpolished ore
A da Vinci hidden under paint
Something of beautiful worth
That no one yet knows about

Twelve billion years, I’m still here
Existing beyond the void of love and fear
Where nowhere becomes somewhere
And emptiness becomes me
Bound by the hierarchies
And called of spirit to be free

Subjectively pursuing the objective life’s best
My soul ever fighting this simple-minded quest
Still I proceed and the vanity never ends
As fast as I can put it down, I pick it up again

A god that ascends or a god that descends
It makes me no never mind
I probably worshipped one or the other
In a better vanished time

Time in a moment disintegrates
Love like a molecule evaporates
Thoughts are like clouds passing over real loud
On into this world they penetrate
Solutions with new problems that complicate

Blinded by neuroses my desires run wild
I turn over control to my inner lost child
Developmental damage on the ladder of my soul
Pretending not to notice my issues become my foes

Twelve billion years, somehow I’m still here