Dead Before Birth

Suppressed by mountains of rage 
Yearning within a hope 
Someday he'll amount to something 
That someday he'll amount to nothing 
His hands remain empty 
His eyes sewn shut 
His heart remains starving 
His hope somehow caught between right and wrong
A gap to be bridged 
A life to be lived 
A soul to be saved 
A hope unscathed 
Still something from nothing is still nothing 
Can I find my deadly excuse in your vast emptiness
Can I live my life in your delusion 
With hope I'll be someone to build a mountain from nothing 
To be someone 
Someday with hope I'll be someone someday 
With hope I'll amount to something 
With hope I'll amount to nothing