You Want

A million days, you may or not live
one second enough,
to make another his life give. 
You take it all, but can never forgive. 
It's your little ego, 
for which you everyday live. 

You seem older, but you keep saying you are. 
You seem accomplished, but I can see you're real far. 
Keep telling me you know, and that sets the bar
for how stupid a "wise" person can get, before they become tar. 

If you are wise you needn't tell me so!
And if you've gone through things, 
I don't need to know you can grow!
The tempest that lies underneath your face, 
are just lies and an obsession to race. 

If I stopped, slept under a tree...
But dreamt a dream where I died a million times, 
why can you not understand, that then I have won?
That because I stepped out doesn't mean I went through less, 
And you went through more. 

Yeah, and you don't know, 
what my buttocks got, a HUGE sore. 
You just can't look through the black glass, 
to see that though I didn't run,
I still saw more than you did, 
In that race you thought you had won.