Friday, August 27, 2010

Time and Time again I fall

I haven’t always lived in hate
There was a time when they loved me
Now they simply turn and laugh at my inviting gate
As they gossip and chirp about me
Not so long ago it was my statue in the park
I was worshipped and loved by all
But now they’ve all but tore it apart
My balcony taken from underneath, no one to catch my fall
It was I who tore down my pedestal
My arrogance and sense of pride
I built myself up with medals
And worthless, I am all but died
When time and time again I lifted up
I simply made it harder,
For brick by brick from underneath
Further still I fall
I have not to arms to catch me,
Only those to lift me up
And higher still I crawl and screech
Harder still, the fall.

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