I Give Up

I give up.

The world has been able to convince me that I'm not special.

That peaking in high school is where my success stayed,

like the 19 year old's still hanging out with seniors,

because they knew it too.

The world has shown me that it's consistent.

That luck isn't earned it's bestowed,

and money doesn't just appear cuz it's owed.

The world has taught me how to lose.

That it takes more than work ethic,

it takes more than moral ethic,

it takes trading in your halo for a pitchfork

and selling your soul to become the heretic.

No, I know what the world is...

The world is on fire,

and we're all just waiting to burn.

Some days, the feelings of death is my only desire.

So I give up.

I give up, I give up, I give up.

I give up my need to be special, because I don't need to be special to change the world.

I give up the need to peak, because after every mountain top there will always be another that I will want to climb.

I give up luck, because FUCK luck! I make my own damn luck!

I give up the illusions that money needs me to seduce it,

to use it, to invite more of it.

Money can come beg me!

Seduce me!

Be honored to be used by ME!

I give up!

Because ethics is a choice and I choose to do right!

Right by me, right by my family, and right by those who have helped me get this far.

I give up my seat to watching the world burn

because the price of admission is too damn high!

The devil can keep my halo cuz if the light that emanates from it doesn't burn him,

then I'll hang him from the heavens with it myself as I look him in the eye and say, not today!

I give up!I give up! I give up!

The world has shown me its darkness

and I will continue to show it my light.

I give up the fight because love is the how.

Watch out world,

I'm here now.