You've given me more than anyone else,
Throwing challenges at my feet,
Observing me each time as I tried to climb out.
And I thought to myself, "I've done well!" when in actuality...
You mused, "He'll learn, next time."
But you stayed, you fought and cared to endure,
When others would've, should've, could've given up, did and moved on.
I repeated the same mistake with gracious wrath,
Tempering only the demon rage,
With the battle cry you gave me, "Ill try... and try yet again!"
"Jesus, how am I to get this, what am I to know?
I can't think of anything more.
If failure is a state of mind,
Then where is that state on the map?"
Loser, is one step away from giving up!
"Who in the hell cares what I do?
Well I do, cause I need it!
My life needs be shaped by it."
Speaking as a hollow shell that asks why,
Inside a vacuous void without sound.
A friend gives, without asking...and you did!