it's so hard to make an effort to keep my surroundings in line. when sometimes, i can't do it for myself. i confess, i'm not the man i
proclaim. my feet are sinking into the mire beneath me. i can't help but notice the endless battle for air while being swept by the tides
of complacency. my knowledge is accountability. and i have to do something. blinded by the plank in my eye. i cannot guide anyone. i have
to do something. this lonely vessel is surely sinking. i'm surely sinking. take me, if it means they die to themselves. only to raise up
their new lives. stop me in my tracks if it will shake them. stop me. we are nothing without each other.
