alright

At your command.

We're no longer children.
Our flights of fancy can take form.

               Will they?

Should they?

Is this the way?

I mean, as a kid I dreamed of picking up a weapon

        flinging a spell

                       battle-cries and victory.

None of that is a possibility, and yet I dreamed it

knowing that it could never be and dreaming it anyway.

Training my mind to believe that the things we desire

most in the world can never blossom into fruition. 

But that's wrong.

              Times have changed.

     I can raise a hand and change the world.

I am the centre of a vibrant

                 powerful

                                 universe.

The clear, razor sharp mind of a being

    in whom will and emotion are one.

Will this be okay?

I mean, is it for me to say

            "I wish to rule."

And have that wish obeyed?

Would it be fitting for the world to turn on a dime

and falter in time

to fulfill that will?

              I mean, I have the skill.

                   Who's to say?

But it might happen anyway.

Help me, if you can.

      you're bound because you think you don't deserve it.

Help me, if you can.

     there's a will behind me that I will not allow to subsume you.

Help me, if you can.

    together we can change the world and be something more.

Help me, if you can.

We're no longer children.

          It's our turn to decide what that means.

And I choose my dream.

There's no other path.