Some things fade into oblivion
never to be seen again.
I remember everything
from the bottom to the top
of breaking this ancient
family curse.
Do I look like a savior to you?
I am Simply A Saving Grace,
which is not always exchanged.
I change for the good of humanity
and it’s frightening to see
what people wish upon me.
I am no idol, no genius,
no factor in your living journey.
I am face first, falling into pieces
to put together again.
