If your mind would put its guard down,
Maybe I could get through.
If you opened your fist and opened your eyes,
Maybe you could see me and feel me.
If you let go of the rope,
You would feel me catch you,
I would never, ever, let you fall.
But your eyes are closed,
Your mind has shut down,
You choose to ignore,
and you choose not to look down and see.

So quick to judge, even to assume,
That I am like all the others.
You don't believe someone like me could be an individual,
Though you are the one I know
Who preaches individuality loudest.
You put down and shut off,
Any effort made to make you smile.
And when you do, its like a joke,
Because how could you be serious
When you think I'm just like all the others?
The others who are
Ready to cry and complain,
Ready to make you change
And mold you into someone you are not.
Ready to become something you have already had.
Instead of realizing I am my own
And would not cry or complain, or dare to change,
Especially if I knew, you would let me in.
Why would I destroy that?

It could be time to throw down my armor
And stop fighting for you.
It could be time to pack up my thoughts
And try to find
Someone who could surpass you.
Though I truly believe
This quest I will not succeed.
It could be time to stop speaking,
You would then have no one to hear you,
And maybe that is truly what you want from me,
To hear you no more.

If I could write something down,
And leave it with my worn armor
For you to find,
My note would say:
You were everything. I'm sorry I could not be anything.