"look at my body, look at my body, don't you want me?" you worked hard on those muscles and making money. standing tall on your castle made of sand you scream "look at me, I have everything" I know that you're hurting, looking to feel worthy but this castle of sand will come crumbling down. there's a deafening sound of death inside you, the little boy left behind, his face is turning blue from screaming, hopes seemingly lost within you. Don't give up, there's a savior trying to break through the iron bars and bronze walls, you've built a tomb where this little boy hides because all the lies have shattered him, left him stranded and crying "HELP ME!" he's running out of breath but I know my savior has never left him.