don't interrupt

seen but not saved: so meet me at where i am:
i have gone years, and this is my highest peak.
i am aware of being so small and lame.
i will keep going to hear you before you speak.

i am so grateful i’ve come here, so hear me out:
sometimes that race to perfection’s a heavy brick
often at times when my wish is to shoot not shout,
one inappropriate word is a heavy kick

i am as clear in front of you as i might:
sometimes the rescue is not what i’m waiting for
any idea how dark is the way to light,
fully encompassed by aching for more and more

yes, i’m beholden you challenge me to refine –
please, just be patient, cause many before you tried.
nothing as simple as drawing a finish line, 
nothing as hurtful as making it amplified

i will keep going to hear you before you speak, – 
i am aware of being so lame and frail.
i have gone years, and this is my highest peak,
part of my plan is to make it a fairy-tale.