To move worlds with a lack of rhythm
Graceless, tasteless, still not less than
I am never waiting or trading up
Because I am enough to
Save myself from the light
Everything’s too bright
They flash their love and shove
My one-minus in my face—as if
That matters in the tatters of life
Stand up, fall down, rise again
Always enough for the win-loss-win
God forgive my sins and help me
Find the strength to be better
