What have I got left that i can offer the world?
There is nothing i can do, no way I can learn,
To receive any love, or to love in return,
I must look away while humanity burns.
But my fate, my call, i cannot ignore,
To cleanse myself, to open the door
To greatness, to legend, better than any lore,
While you humans dust my boots and scrub my floor.
I fear for myself, for if i do not stand strong
I will be crushed underfoot, be trampled by the throng
That runs down the stone pathway of life
Those tempered by sorrow, and honed by strife,
Gone are the days of love and joy,
When the world was merry and unburnt by ploy
But it hurts me to know that I’m not who I was,
My days of gaiety are long since passed.
I am as hard as rock, yet as fragile as glass
No skin on my body is unmarked by scars
Tis my curse that i must bear upon my soul,
To never smile, destined to weep and growl.