i've told stories
and i've loved what i never liked
i've been lost in the world of prejudice so heavily that i'm sure i've died

i've seen tragedy
and the wish from a tired and lonely earth
i've tied knot after knot on my fingers and now i'm afraid that they're losing worth

i've been complete
and i've felt something missing me
i've known worlds of darkness were coming and walked with matches for security

who else, besides me?