Lose Self

Shadows fill the womb of life Born into another’s skins I questions what it is that is meant to keep it all together When it is a fight to even keep me moving forward And as they look at me with lust filled eyes I question what they see And as they answer to what they see in cliché I wonder if the normal human could be so simple What is it that makes me so special? So rare that even as a beautiful mess I am needed And they say and say and say what it might be to them Yet I don’t see the window that they are looking through Is it me that is tainted? Is it the fact that I am the best that they have to work with? Either way I am so unsure of what keeps me on my own two feet As all the while to them they know I’d stand so firm and strong But what happens when I crash and burn Why do they turn the other cheek? Is it because they have forgotten of a much better savior? The God up above that will never fail them Or is it that I am in the form of human flesh That they feel such a connection Either way I know that I am like no other I carry my cross with the best of them Yet nobody asks who put the nails in my wrist Is that the right question to ask? Or is it easier for them to grasp with misconstrued questions? The fact that I can let them all down In a blink of an eye like all the world How could I do that? How could I feel so cold? I’m sure I can, at least not anymore And that’s why I keep pressing forward With my very own soul to sale Because life will never be full until I give apart of me Selflessly, fully, willingly So take my help Take it for what it is What else do you have to look forward to? But this mortal’s life I place on the line For all who needs a little more than meets the eye