There’s become something evident
That’s to my own detriment
I feel like it’s just a matter of time
Before I meet my maker
It’s no maker or breaker
The punishment just fits the crime
In a world with corruption
Lies and disruption
We failed in a lasting design
Evil roams free
Despite faith or belief
Which makes it not such a difficult bind
On one hand I leave earth
Of which I’ve hated since birth
Because my situation
Felt beyond my control
But what could I do?
I was young, with no clue
And I never had a sense of self-worth
Now that I’m older
I’ve got pain in my shoulder
And I haven’t accomplished a thing
I’ve fought and I’ve clawed
Excalibur sword
But I’m sick
And I’m too tired to swing
I know a likes just a tap
Not to sound like a sap
Or make you feel like you’re being kept on a string
But believe it or not
Just to sweeten the ***
I’m raffling off my old set of wings