I am not importantI am a broken manThrow myself on
your mercyYou who have wronged meI built my life in
vaingloryI lost sight of the lightWhere,
once, I walked down streets of goldI stumble through
the darknessI offer you my broken imageOn the altar
of your hatred for meIt's a phantom,
it is nothingBut it's all I have to giveEvery word
we say is crucialA lie to avoid a lieCan we bridge
the gap between us?Will you pray with me?
Could you use some quiet?Can you perform an exorcism?You've
numbed you conscience with sanctimonyI numbed mine
with narcissismI surrender to youYou,
who I so long despisedI will expect nothingBelieving
you to be kindCan you accept me,
shattered?Can you speak with one who is no one?
This must all be kept in contextAnd Yesenia gets a book deal