I wrote this forever ago, but it continues to be what I try to live by, and I thought I'd post it, so that maybe it can help someone else out too, if even just a little bit.
Keep fighting your own good fight
until the world knows its right
But don't take action until you're out of sight
raise hell from underground
so that you can be untouchable, and when you're found
you'll be called a warrior 'cuz your still around
And I know you're a wreck now
But soon you'll be reckless and worshiped for it
the truth lies at the base of that pillar of salt
in the thoughts of she who looked back and got caught
well each grain holds a culmination of faults
deeper still and locked in a vault
lies a realization: the mind is blind and sick of trying
and yet we find time to sit and sulk
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