-destined for failure-
If this is a war,
then we are the bad guy:
quickly killed, quickly forgotten.

If this is a family,
then we are the step-child:
red-haired with a violent temper.

But we'll leave our hearts upon the stage
even if they all turn the other way
and divert their attention.
We'll lose ourselves in melody
even if the crowd's as non-existent as my giving a fuck.
And that's just fine by us.

We'll save ourselves!!!

If this your empire
we're the rebellion:
plotting to destroy your Death Star.

And while you write the book
we're burning the pages:
there's plenty left to fuel the fire.