The Leader

The Leader  

Maybe it's the way the words flow from the curve of your lips that attracts us the most. The way your expressions fall between the gaps and crannies. Filling them once again, you mold them back together to create something as exquisite as it once was before.

You take action when no one's around.

You consistently do the right thing. 

You take control when no one else is willing to.

You have never surrendered from a battle that has been through in your direction. To be a good person, to do the right thing, to share your love and positivity, anyone can be the worlds leader.

But we need you. 

Forever and always seeking other people's needs before your own, due to the lack of consideration you have for your own well-being. Looking into your eyes, way past our souls. Can you see the shame we loathe in grief upon? 

We despise our actions, we despise ourselves. Show us the white light people claim to see whilst they lay among their death beds. Teach us the ways of love and affection.

We need it.

We need a leader.

We battle ruthless wars that never conclude an ending.