am i?

im not a leader. i dont wanna be.

but you insist on picking on me.

for reasons that has never been clear

for stakes that are so high and dear.

i tried to run away from that voice

seen it coming but denies no noise

yet it keeps on taunting never giving up

and now im hooked and cornered hands up

got no place left to go to hide

faced the fact and watched my old self as it died

have tried to deny hearing no noise

have tried to run away as fast away from your voice

did everything so you may change your mind

on picking up on me where your heart may bind

tried to make you realized how unworthy i am

how this heart was sinning while in a bedlam

and yet in a wave of your hand

every taint in this soul was gone

now as i am against the wall

got no choice but to accept my ball

i know it is whats been coming all along

and yet cant make myself believe that i am wrong.

because no matter what i do to disregard this fact...

it would still remain, a hard biting reality that rocks...

im not a leader. and i dont wanna be.

but everything points otherwise

its coming on full circle

and i got no choice if not to accept,

but at least recognize...

that somehow i am a leader.

though i dont wanna be.

i am a leader.

and a chosen one against my will at that.

i am a leader.

i am.