I cannot see the prophecies
or hear the apocalypse coming
My mind unlocks all the small doors
And yet I stumble inside
I am not a creature who flies
Or swims the oceans
I crawl when I need to
Despite my ego�s need
To crush and enthrall
I see every flaw
Can list it alphabetically
But do not view the flaw
As who I am
I am damaged
And wear the crown accordingly
As a lioness wears her scars
