Come to fruition in a newfound world One hundred years of wounds to carry Redesigned with unpretentious intentions To journey on through these sharpened plains The freezing wind proving heavy on my lungs Unsure if I can travel with a gripping sense Of fulfillment And then a crater Formed in the lowest pit of my gut My bones have turned cold Still in the most unviable moment The aftermath is settling and I've found myself deep in the core Skeptical my own demerits be the cause for my failure The debris barreling down proven only were obstacles to derail me Resilience, a trauma response to facing mortal danger Perilous adversity proving harm to be it's only nature No room for error as calamity seeks to take me under I must not lose my endurance here The World is a weight relentlessly carry I am driven to witness it's growth, prosperity benevolence What I perceive to be a payload of determination and uncertainty Reminding myself, this is a vessel I swore to protect The weight of it all (The weight of it all) I feel it bearing on me (It's bearing on me) And for the first time I can show That which I have pledged my life to nurture and grow Though I'n conscious of my elegance I'm apprehensive of my judgment and dignity The overbearing trial that now stands in front of me Will be a true test of my abilities Do I have the strength to carry The World? To brave all obstacles that stand before me? Or am I one who will be conquered? My arms grow weary from the strain of this oppressive weight As I feel myself begin to falter, my bodily injuries become more apparent It is known, I am hopelessly at my limit To overcome adversity means to push beyond your preconceived maximum The frigid atmosphere making it hard to breathe Commitment to the suffering is the key to this path, so commit Am I worthy to take control of my world? My World Corn to fruition in a newfound world One hundred years of wounds to carry Redesigned with unpretentious intentions As I journey on through these sharpened plains The freezing wind proving heavy on my lungs I can no longer ignore my body's exhaustion Choking on my atmosphere I can feel the crater begin to open Over encumbered and overwhelmed I am truly losing my endurance here The world is a weight I'll relentlessly carry I am driven to witness it's growth, prosperity benevolence What I perceive to be a payload of determination and uncertainty Reminding myself, this is a vessel I swore to protect The weight of it all (The weight of it all) I feel it bearing of me And for the first time can show That which have pledged my life to nurture and grow Though I'm conscious of my elegance I'm apprehensive of my judgment and dignity The overbearing trial that has stands in front me Will be a true test of my abilities Do I have the strength to carry The World? To brave all obstacles that stand before me? Or am I who will be conquered?