please take me home and separate me from all these needy hands and all of their demands we sit at separate ends of this dim lit hallway only separated by these paper thin walls and though we might as well be miles apart in different times drawn together by these grim circumstances your mind it changes with the tide from port to starboard side all hail the martyr to finally hear her cry the weeping has gone unnoticed and i feel invisible in that i have no home when these waters are my bride you know not of your potential just how to lie so quick to fall into complacency and for what kind of life just selling yourself short and you know not of your self worth resentment resentment that all your biggest fears have come to light steadfast we stand on our two feet again steadfast in hopes of reaching dry land steadfast our shoulders strong so we can carry all the weight of the world as if youve tried