Self-Made Man
I like to pretend I’m self-sufficient.
I need this game of pretend if I ever wish to survive…
In the Real World
I need to start covering tracks
Quit pontificating
Because when it happens
When I shed all this comfort and safety I will hit rock bottom
And I’ll have to climb back up, as I did before on a lesser scale
But I will be strong
And I will be brave, for so many others were raised like me
This won’t last much longer
And this facade is beginning to fade already
But if I rely on you forever, you’ll have this same power to demean
I know I cannot survive under those circumstances
So I’d rather take a chance with the real world
I need this, or I’ll stay a sap forever
Right now I’m back to crying
You claimed me as yours again
And I cannot truly deny it yet
So I’m trapped under the ice while I see the scathing surface
It will hurt to break free
But if I do not I will drown slowly and painfully
It might be two years yet
But the time will come, and I will emerge victorious.