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...