I would like to be the last man standing
long after the woman, dancing,
long after the drummer, joining in
I would like to sit here and grit my teeth
grit cause I feel it but Im not dancing, I'm not drumming. i'm enduring.
I'm enduring cause that's what feels right. I'm enduring cause it's
what I'm good at
is
if you look me in the eye and ask me if I will endure, if I'm patient,
if I'll still be there, standing...
I'll look you in the eye and with all that I have, my eyes will scream
YES until all you can do is look away.
feeling comes in different ways. she will dance, he will drum, and I
will be
the last man standing.
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