Self-Made Man

I like to pretend I’m self-sufficient.

I need this game of pretend if I ever wish to survive…

In the Real World

I need to start covering tracks

Quit pontificating

Because when it happens

When I shed all this comfort and safety I will hit rock bottom

And I’ll have to climb back up, as I did before on a lesser scale

But I will be strong

And I will be brave, for so many others were raised like me

This won’t last much longer

And this facade is beginning to fade already

But if I rely on you forever, you’ll have this same power to demean

I know I cannot survive under those circumstances

So I’d rather take a chance with the real world

I need this, or I’ll stay a sap forever

Right now I’m back to crying

You claimed me as yours again

And I cannot truly deny it yet

So I’m trapped under the ice while I see the scathing surface

It will hurt to break free

But if I do not I will drown slowly and painfully

It might be two years yet

But the time will come, and I will emerge victorious.