Time Heals the Willing

I feel my pride burning
Is it this haunting, concerning,
Lack of ever learning..
This hurt, this pain.

I get myself out of the rain,
But it stains me, drains me.
I stop to think insanely..
Disdainfully so,
So hopefully I'll stay stainless as metal
As painless as the settled petals of flowers.

And through these lonesome hours,
As my insecurities devour my powers..
I can rebuild a better man,
But time can never help someone unwilling to stand.

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