I might be the last thing you want to hear right now
Nagging you to do it, pushing while you stall
I might be your least favorite person
Giving you more when you want nothing at all.
Yet I might be the first place you visit
After an endless day of highs and lows
I might be the only star in your winter sky
Shimmering just faintly, but you wonder where it goes.
I might be the one to break you
Pushing you to be tougher than you actually are
I might be a bitter nightmare
Illuminating your fears and reopening your scars.
Still I might be the one to save you
Struggling to find you and refusing defeat
I might be the last hand that grabs you
Clutching your fingertips before you fall to the fate you’re expected to meet.
You might be the last thing I want to see today
Unwilling to do it, slowing down to a crawl
You might be my least favorite student
Pushing me away because you’ve hit that wall.
But you might be the first one I turn to
Searching for a reason to continue the fight
You might be the mirror that makes it all clear
Revealing my purpose as you reflect my own light.
We might be stuck in this battle together
Investing our souls on a steep burning slope
And we just might summit as champions
Proving to the rest that there can be hope.
One day the others might follow
And soon the odds won’t be so slight
They’ll believe that they too can make it
And with a little faith, who knows, they all just might.