why shouldnt i give them what they want?
im an unsavory person, unworthy
ill disappear, just as they want me to
become as a rock, unmoving, still
an island for noone but me
maybe then they'll let me be
me
just for a moment
ive lived waiting for comeuppance
but the real world has shown me that’s nothing but
the dreaming of a thing
i was always going to end like this
trying as i might, but we all knew
a life of stone was inevitable
what cannot be changed should be embraced
it has been done
it has become what it has always been
stone
it cannot go on like this
it is maimed, hurt yet not-hurt
as nothing can pierce its hull of stone
and, realizing this notion, they continued
it will have enough one day
it will crack itself on the ground from height, it will find a way
and the world will breathe
a sigh of relief
at least the rock-man is gone
and it will brighten the day