Brightest I am not
sloth, almost a vice
Brighter I would have been
if I burn more
Staked to the ground
but dreams infinite
Mind averse to silence
with chaos barely contained
The higher I go
the deeper I curl
You look up to me
but it is you I revered
I have little to give
owned none worthy of pride
to you I am stable
to me I am a shame
Why do you regard me so highly
I am only grounded
All I give was empathy
for I could not offer better
