The Knowing of the One

I see the times as they go by
Feel the seconds ticking away
They are all we'll ever have
Most don't trust the little things
though they're the most sacred
I hear the screams of the fallen
Feel the calls for help
I know I can't help them
I am dying as well
I know they count on me
But yet I cannot help
I'm always there
But now I'm gone
People Realize
they have taken me for granted
I'm not your slave
Nor your little puppet
I will stand
until the end
to make your reign stop
You lead with dishonesty and mistrust
I wish you would take a look around
and see the pain you have caused
You won't
You don't care
You feel like it's you place
To make this place feel like a bitter hell
That is all it has ever been
Now it can't change
The eternal feel of this place has changed
Yet it has stayed the same
Your contradictions confuse me
Your quizzical smile Stuns me
Please
I beg you
give me a chance to prove
I can be like you
But not in such a mindless way
What do I have to do,
to prove my craving
to prove the lost I've fallen
This is all in a scroll
This is all the knowing
Of the one.