why

Think on
My why
When these
Things
Try to
Relieve you.
You’ve been
Listening
To my
Enemies
Who would
Have you
Do things
Their way
And when
You
Find yourself
At the end
And others see,
Those you so
Hard tried
To imitate
Are looking
For Me
And the work
I would have
Done through
You
Goes undone
And others
Suffer through
The weight
Of what
You were not
There to bear.
You see,
The devil’s
Alternative –
Life without care,
Keeping up
With those
Who seem
Aware of
What it takes
To win
In this atmosphere –
Is an allusion,
A bald-faced lie.
You see, I alone
Am your why.