stand on high with
outstretched arms and a burning glow that scars my eyes. stand on high with a
biased stance likeminded crowds that beat this body in your vain attempt to disarm
me and shatter this essence of life. and you climb and we fall. turn my life sick
with self-righteous prophecy. turn my life away with condemning tones of ignorance.
what have you gained from this? what have you earned?