Truth Taker

Painfully witnessing another's victory

Parading before his eyes

His envy, fully awake and restless

Admiring each and every passerby

An inner gravity toward all directions

Submersed in a pull of unreachable destinations

Completely removed of acceptance

For another's standing in the distance



Shouldn't you be living above this

Shouldn't you be finding your own way

Endlessly praying for just one taste

Of a truth of anything but your own



If given the chance, they would be clear of the path

But without their presence

You would never have known the direction

Had it been unseen or unsaid

To be content in their standing

Is to find a way of your own



Shouldn't you be living above this

Shouldn't you be finding your own way

Endlessly praying for just one taste

Of a truth of anything but your own