As the world became a time like before
Choice and desire led a war with my character
I am not a follower but am led to infinite sin
A source of compassion may change lifetime lessons
Without a shoulder or hand weights do nothing but keep you motionless
Surviving and growth are cousins in a nobel family
Lucky to be near the embrace of a family I know well...
As I survive to fight a battle against the odds
I wonder if growth became content with my standing.....
Now I see the two as twins from a mother called arrogance
Symptoms of failure and disrespect seem to make my choice clear
Like a plant grows toward the sun in harsh conditions
It does more than survive it reaches for the warmth of simple comfort...