if i envy…what will be?
if i got what the world took away from me
will i be the one i always claimed to be?
truth from lies i’ve told everybody

i see a man i might have been
the finish line for what i never could begin
to run that race you have to want to win
and i could never find that fire again

but i am only what you make of me
i am only what you make of me

shoulder my load and walk on home
leave me here to cry alone
i’m choked by vines from seeds i’ve sown
but You don’t forget Your own

never leave me, no don’t forsake
me or these messes i make
stay close you can hear my heart break
closer still every time i wake