Subconciously
Subconsciously I'm alive in this skeletal frame
Why I am here belongs to this living worlds fame
I was but a child, when it all happened years ago
At the place called the Ness, that stemmed my younger grow
Please look through my eyes and picture what I see
Live with me the feeling of what life is supposed to be
How fast can you run if you have a sibling chasing thee
Do you give into him, and be the weakling so dad can see
Being the faster allows the luxury, to look back and view
To be the one who's ahead as he turns his head askew
For he can no longer indulge, in front is where he's to be
To allow his younger brother to play catch up, oh we'll see
This moment is about to haunt me, it's scary for I shall know
No boo! can ever rival, that will stem our younger grow
As I sail the clouds of gone and retire to where I now live
I happen to come across another sibling who may be sieved
Looking down from the heavens as I trawl the unfortunate
Like a Praying Mantis in hope as we ready to deliver wait
Just at the moment of strike, I lure his head to see
My brothers son called Liam, is he who stares back at me
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