What does it mean to serve?
Does this question touch a nerve?
You got some nerve!
To ask me to serve
You want me to be your slave?
Do you want me to build you a cave?
Or dig a grave?
Yea for you, I will dig a grave!
Go away!
Hide in a cave!
I am for me
Can't you see?
I'm a bee
I take for me
I take for me
And then I'm xyz
I'm gone
Breathless
Lifeless
Soulless
Bodiless
Liss
Less
When I'm for me
I'm dead can't you see
There is some glee
But then it turns to jelly
Sick in my belly
I feel me
I feel it
Yet all I feel is pain
And shame
And blame
It's all same
I'm out to the rases
To Hell and beyond
Yet they say
When I look outside my of glasses
I look and see the masses
The world that I never knew
I didn't have a clue
That in becoming of service
Put me back in service
I started to serve
A little bit
My shame and blame
All seemed so lame
This is fun
It's like a game
I will never be the same