Stone

I will be Stone Carved only for myself As stone wouldn't rely on wood how'd it take so long to realize that Being my own stone actually feels good I will be Stone It can be lonely here, I'll admit But being able to withstand rain Not cracking at any of Earth's Elements I pity those who can't do the same I will be Stone With pores for just some rain to seep in Time will split me, as I'm not invincible But while I'm here I must let you know That standing stone will shoulder all Hail, Sleet, and Snow And that from top to bottom I will be stone