Rejected by the builder
Harshly tossed aside
Consumed by fire
And the rising tide
Felt sorry for myself
Gave up on my beliefs
About to fall apart
From pain in my heart
Questions but no answer
What is my use
There's nothing to conquer
I was born to lose
Oh ye of little faith
Who created the earth
You are not anyone
You are the conner stone
Who would have thought
Who would've believed
That someone so unsought
Is one who has achieved
©lenni-x
L