Golden boy
I've never been the golden boy
Except for when I travel through the doorway of my bookcase
And into other lives
I try them on for size and find them to my liking
Golden boy
I want to be the golden boy
Instead I'm stuck with gold in coffers, empty rooms
The weight of expectation
And the grip of desperation to fill anyone with pride
Let me be the golden boy
I want to be your golden boy
Learning me
Between mechanics, lore, and chemistry
He gives the gift of been seen for who I am
And not ignored for who I could be
But love won't pay the bills or feed the legacy
So you give up on learning me
And tell me that it's good for me
You tell me what I'm worth, and I believe it
You tell me what my name is worth, my pride, and I believe it
You tell me I'm delusional, that I am soft and malleable
But so is gold, and I can prove that I am just as valuable
I tell myself I'm gold and I believe it
He told me I am gold, and I have gold, so I believe it
I'll paint myself the golden boy, the world will know the golden boy
And other boys in empty rooms will know they can be golden too
Suddenly
I'm slammed into reality
I crash my shining comet down to earth and unexpectedly
Collide with other lives
I try them on for size, and find them to my liking
Learning me
Apart from who you said I'd be
My pride is in my charity
I'm living now on scrap and spit and stories
But I understand the glory of a legacy of light
And I can be the golden boy
I can be the golden boy
