Good Sir, can it be true?
Did you really provoke me
to say this to you?

You don't stand a chance.
You don't even know.
You can't even sense
how deep this thought goes.

How dare you confront me
with cheap tricks and lies.
I wish I could say
I'm a little surprised.

You stand there with armor,
ready for war.
But take note of this secret:
that's not what it's for.

I've been where you are,
I've seen the result.
I've written your book
with less than a look.

Your storm lies ahead,
I've béén through that breeze.
I've conquered all fears
and control them with ease.

Don't tell me your name,
you'll script more regret.
You'll create more distractions
from things that I've said.

But please, if you dare,
go find my Amen.
Go make some mistakes,
and then come try again.