I am not the prodigal child,
I am not the winner,
I am not the loser, I am everything and nothing,
infinite and absolution.

I would give you my heart,
and watch as you crushed,
I would pick up the pieces,
and hand them back to you,
as if they never fell apart.

I need you like air,
like water moves,
and I am your gasping remorse,
drowing, and grabbing,
struggling and dead.

I want to change someone's life,
and have them think they owe me nothing,
I want to be contradictory,
extraordinary,
but you don't always get what you want.