I've always hung,
onto your words,
like ivy,
to the brick building,
your words,
were everything.
your thoughts,
were magically,
brought to life,
through your words.
I've always been,
second to you,
following,
in your footsteps,
and leaving,
none of my own,
behind.
your name,
in lights,
on the city streets,
I could only hope,
to reflect,
as the mud puddle,
at your feet.
You say,
that you are,
a fool,
through the waterfall,
of your tears,
your words,
useless,
and your thoughts,
corrupt.
I am better than you,
you say.
You wish you were more like me,
you say.
You'd rather be me,
you say.
You'd rather just go away.
Fall asleep and die and never see your name in lights as I have, you never watched your words unwind you never....
never saw yourself,
as I saw,
you.
