Breath a little and tell me your story,
Tell me why you're cursed and feel resigned.
I'm here to try to convince you of the opposite,
Time after time after time.
I've been here long enough to know you,
Up and down those crooked halls.
The rooms closes in sometimes,
As I rise up and begin to fall.
I will fight to the last breath,
Convincing you not to lose all.
But you are no easy person,
And no matter how much I try.
You push back with the fears in your mind,
And I will not so easily give up.
But rest when it's time.