Is it a gift
Is it a curse
Or is it both at once
Either way I guess it's not enough
For me to slur its happenstance

Thought there was an ample time
To let myself be taken away
It used to feel like an eternity
To wipe the dirt off my knees
Whilst you holding up the trophy

When I learn how to forgive
I wish the best ahead your fate
Be careful on the twisted turns
Hopefully goodwill...