In gray skies i'm here standing Your written prose i see reflecting Stay awhile & i will talk about my weathering. I will reminisce about the hopes i have experienced How i wish i'd known what i'd been up against, Were my beliefs so high they justified my martyring? Friends failed yesterday, no hero's ever found, The greatest battle i ever fought was on the inside of myself. Is beauty still worthwhile. Tripping up on broken shoes, I wandered through monotony Held so close to what i thought, could keep me floating. Ask if i believed. I trusted in myself those years, Muse of art inside my ears, You can't cave in to your fears This is worth more than your tears.