Facade
Every day I've struggled
Deep inside myself
I've known I contain greatness
That bubbles, left unknown.
I've built a great stone statue
Whose speeches rouse the hearts of men
He makes inviolable statements
And never could offend
The sculptor's blacker nature
Is hidden by it's light
Anger hides in darkness
Sloth in shadowed veil
The work at last is finished
Displayed for the world to see
A task, Herculean, eternal
To walk the path he treads
But the sculptor's work is perfect
It strides ahead, confident and free
The shadow dips and vanishes
Beyond the future's hill
Out of breath and panting
The sculptor quits his chase
The path ahead is muddy
Obscured by cherished pain
How can you forge onward
When you know you've lost yourself?
The ideal that grew inside
Unattainable, impossible, left.
The disappointed stare
Of my mirrored enemy
The lost, flailing grasp
Of drowning mediocrity.
The cycle snaps and snarls
And eats away at me
My will is fallen, broken
By the failures I know myself to be
Deep inside myself
I've known I contain greatness
That bubbles, left unknown.
I've built a great stone statue
Whose speeches rouse the hearts of men
He makes inviolable statements
And never could offend
The sculptor's blacker nature
Is hidden by it's light
Anger hides in darkness
Sloth in shadowed veil
The work at last is finished
Displayed for the world to see
A task, Herculean, eternal
To walk the path he treads
But the sculptor's work is perfect
It strides ahead, confident and free
The shadow dips and vanishes
Beyond the future's hill
Out of breath and panting
The sculptor quits his chase
The path ahead is muddy
Obscured by cherished pain
How can you forge onward
When you know you've lost yourself?
The ideal that grew inside
Unattainable, impossible, left.
The disappointed stare
Of my mirrored enemy
The lost, flailing grasp
Of drowning mediocrity.
The cycle snaps and snarls
And eats away at me
My will is fallen, broken
By the failures I know myself to be