Oh hello, how are you doing?
And why is your face sober?
Are you crying inside?
I know how you feel, for I am you and you, I
Just little differences in outcome of proportionality
Do you have any idea how strong you are?
Do you know how many would wish for your gifts?
Do you know how many would want to be you?
Oh! you think thou art Atlas and the world crushes you?
I am not going to spoon feed you, not even if you were a baby
And you are not, so stop acting like it is you against the world
You are your greatest enemy, fight you.
And if you can't win against you........*no words*
I get it, your ability to carry thoughts was a gene inherited
And so you prefer to worry than actually face your fears
When did you learn to waiver from a challenge?
Scared of even your own shadow? Mind chains.
Your past would be ashamed, maybe because he was stronger
Or because you just became a replica of who you never thought you would be
If you were a Green Lantern, you can't fight anyone
Because your willpower has gone down, beyond recognition
Oh my gosh, are you going to start shedding tears now?
Seriously, who are you and what have you done to Odysseus?
The one who challenged trials and did the impossible
Baby, baby, come over here and let me rock your cradle
Well, cry all you want, you can't change a thing
Until you decide to charge your willpower from the power in you within
This pen isn't going to come back and keep telling you what you must do
I have to go to the future and see how far off track he doodled
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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