Stolen Children

Were that i the one that died in place of you

rather then prematurely paralyzed by you

would you have worn your grief like laurels bestowed upon you

this useless gravity still felt by all but you

you know that i wouldn't mind, i must have lied a thousand times

and how i wanted to die just to sanctify my strife

and as that i'm being honest, this is all that i wanted most of the time

could i offer up the years i spent resenting you

for the nine years of my life that went to lay with you

on the ground above you i'd lie, so solemnly contrite

and i can finally forgive you, for everytime you saved my life

we may have both came unwanted, but you were all that she wanted most of the time

through all the years i casually exploited you

and still it never occured to me i was approaching you

or that the last six years of my life were overtaking you

with an indifference divine

my life down i will lie, you were only a kid then,

just one of god's stolen children

blessed with less time