Haunting Past

A monkey wrench

No purpose but to screw me over

What I need is a four leaf clover

Quit your machinations and leave me be

Why must you pursue this desire to ruin me

Does my pain and hurt make you smile?

How about you take a break

And stop the hate for awhile

This is truly unnecessary, can't you see

Sticks & Stones may break my bones

But words can't hurt me

I'm a rock of hard granite

I was built to withstand it

You're a weakling in the wind

Don't mean to be so candid

My foundation is sound

Your walls come crumbling down

Sink into the sea

And as that hate starts to drown

I can give you a hand

And bring you up to my level

We can start from scratch

And leave behind that young rebel

Who at one point was you

But not anymore

No longer a monkey wrench, like you were before

Now you're a man

With true understanding

With Class & Honor

High status and standing

You can be proud

That you rebuilt your walls

Reinforced the material

Foundation and all

All that I ask

Is that you do not forget

You weren't always this strong

You weren't always this quick

At one point or another you were as low as it gets

Subdued in a bath of ignorant bliss

You were blind to the world

And everything in it

So, all that I ask

Is that you do not forget it.