SeeingBeyondUs
I applied my love to your wound; in hopes you'd eventually feel the burning that results from healing. But you applied your ignorance to my forehead and shoved me away, telling me that there's no way I could be anything more to you. I wasn't asking for that, was I?
Experience life
Experience love
Experience hate
Experience death
Experience happiness
Experience sorrow
Experience it all
And show them that you've grown.
Lord, I know not if you truly exist or not. Religion is not something I have solid thoughts about. Do you exist? Or perhaps you do not? I know not. Perhaps there are many lords, perhaps there is one, and perhaps there are none. No solid ground do I have on this matter.
I was placed at the end
Never at the beginning
They never saw me for what I was really
Only for what I would never be
I was placed at the end
Nowhere else
Only the end
The first to be taken
The last to be chosen
((You'll never be chosen, they said))
Say hello to the end, they said.