You don’t see who I am, you see who I was. 

Realizing, I’ve been doing the same for you. 

If we are defined by what we do, 

then why am I being constantly judged on what I’ve done. 

We grow and change. 

We stand for different things. 

Isn’t that what learning’s about? 
 [bad word] of this entity grows rapidly. 

Must I be tested daily to show how much I’ve gained? 

Why the [bad word] am I constantly tested. 

I stand, I fall, I stand again. 

I dust off, but these scars on my hands 

and these smudges on my clothes 

will keep evident of the consequences. 

I know you can see the red past on my hands 

Can you see what these hands built since then?