So you're the big hero. Shining star.
So everyone loves you, thinks you're so beautiful.
Everyone wants you.
They all want to know you, get a chunck of who you are, the one they all adore.
But they don't know you. But I think I do.
Why? Because I am just like you,
but you are runnin' a hundred paces ahead,
fourteen years more of living,
and you are what I want to be.
I'll still look up to you when I get there
and every step of the way,
like the father I never had or knew.
But you'll never need me; you already have everything you need.
Looks like I'm gonna do everything myself.
Maybe I could use some help.
Is there a better place you could take me to?
A better life you could give me?
A place where I could start all over, so I'd never need what you gave me?
Never need you to save me?
And never feel like you're my four leaf clover?
But I'll get there, my way or yours.
You want something done, you gotta do it yourself.
But like I said,
Maybe I could use some help.
Maybe life is a kind of hell, all ups and downs.
But my life is what? and until then?
What's it take to be somebody like you?
Somebody like me?
So I am on my way. I leave today.
If I get away, then maybe I'll be okay.
Maybe I'll feel like this life means something.
I want you to picture this moment.
The way it could go or couldn't is up to you.
But I'll be there.
~Erin "Ace" Wilson
