This is for the picker uppers.
For the “I got it, don’t worry”ers
For the fixers
For those who take life’s weight off of shoulders.
For the rocks
For the support beams
For those who bring others to the skyrise of success
With a shortcut right to the top.
Like the trusty elevator going up.
Then it returns to the ground
And goes back up again
You’ve seen the best
And the worst
And you’ve seen everything in between.
You have risen and fallen
Not just on your own
But due to those who cannot find the strength
To fight their own battles.
You find the strength for two
You dig deep and fly high
Even weighed down by the world itself.
This is for those who care
But are not cared about.
Everyone is so focused on themselves
That they cannot see
The strength for two
Residing in one
And no one else is allowed to see that
You have to be the strong one, always.
So this is for you
This is your cry for help
To open the eyes of those who take you for granted
This is your riot.
Scream and claw and fight
Until they understand that without you they would be alone
Still at the bottom of the rope
With no one at the top to pull them up.
That without you
They’d be nothing.