I was built to fix the un-fixable,
Born serving to a king of nothing.
I can teach you to paint your sky,
But the brush evades my own hands.
Can someone tell me why?
“No good deed goes unpunished.”
They told me I inspired and change lives,
Why is mine then so barren of saving?
Just give me your pain I will try and heal you,
But don’t get me close I will try and keep you,
From the monoliths who can live and climb higher than I,
I don’t understand the sun, I am just the moon reflecting light to you on your coldest night.