it's not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.

ggfied for the sem. again. same problem. again.

i feel stupid. what am i doing?

help.

a reading that evokes that familliar feeling so much earlier than if you had seen it.

and i'm still waiting for that day when it becomes real.

it's been a year past since that revelation, and yet...

...though i must admit, recent happenings may be, perhaps, leading to that silver lining.

yes, my aspirations are pretty much set already, with the only element of contention probably left being myself.

it's the same, i guess, for everything else.

but for one, that particular one, i think i've waited more than long enough, but that's not for me to decide.

just one step in the wrong way could easily make one's path the less desirable one.

so watch your step.

just what is the problem? at first you promise me this, and yet now you tell me that.

once was fine, albeit disappointing.

BUT NOW, AFTER HAVING PUT ME THROUGH EVERYTHING YOU SUDDENLY CHANGE YOUR MIND?! AGAIN???

what credibility is there in an institution that cannot even keep its own word? what faith can one have in such a department?

if you want to talk about having a level playing field, first check those who have passed through your seemingly hallowed halls.

the conditions are written clearly in black and white. i have given my evidence and my proof, beyond reasonable doubt. what more can you ask for? otherwise what is the purpose of such an offering? to empower, to facilitate, to educate, is it not?

i'll never be a knight in armor without a sword in hand or kamakazi fighters
don't count on me to storm the barricades and take a stand or hold my ground
you never see in the scars or wounds, to walk on coals i won't walk on water

i am no prince
i am no saint
i am not anyone's wildest dream
but i will stand behind and be someone to fall back on

some comedy, bruised and beaten down
and i am the one who's looking for a favor
still honestly you don't believe me about the things i have or the things you need
you look at me like i don't make sense
like a waste of time, like it serves no purpose

i am no prince
i am no saint
and if that's what you believe in
your wrong you don't need much
you need someone to fall back on

tell me that i need to take your side
if I'm the only one I'm used to that
i've been alone I'd rather be the half of us
least of you, the best of me

and i will be
i'll be your prince
i'll be your saint
i will go crashin' through fences in your name
i will i swear
i'll be someone to fall back on

i'll be the one who waits
for as long as you let me
i will be the one you need
i'll be someone to fall back on

Someone to fall back on