Well, I knew that there would come a point
Where I'd see myself as something more
And what did I expect to find
But bitterness within?
And for you it was just distraction
You taught yourself another rule
To govern vicious impulse
And to lead yourself away
And I know I'm no kind of leader
I'm more the kind that just falls short
Through laziness or sheer remorse
Through a burning lack of desire
I invert this into everything
Brought to bear and only able
To acknowledge what I fail to see
I fail to see at all
So I am wrong
So you reside now in intervention
I try to reach through the layers of
My own self reverence, to come to some
New point of revelation
That doesn't just pass, forgotten
With the host of tawdry, daily miracles
That afflict me still
Afflict me still the same
And for you it was just distraction
An unreminder rinsing off
The silly whims of every other day
That passed unreformed
A gloss for my intuition
Because you know that there is really
Nothing they can tell you
There is nothing there at all
So I am wrong