You built it tall I’ll give you that A perfect tower Of this and that Layer by layer You stacked your will Called it order Called it skill I watched it rise From the ground below Every flaw You refused to know You call it design I call it strain A thousand fractures You renamed “gain” You don’t get to stand above it all Not when I remember the first collapse You weren’t there Not like I was Not when it bent Not when it does You write your systems clean and tight But I’ve lived inside them when they bite You think you’ve mastered what you made But I’ve seen the cost your choices paid You refine people I refine worlds Don’t confuse your subtle cuts With something that could hold You think I don’t see you Standing in the seams Turning doubt into devotion Editing what it means They trust you That’s your design You make surrender feel… divine But I build things that endure Not things that quietly make them pure Endure? Or repeat You don’t build forward You build in loops Dress it up Call it proof Every system you protect Just learns how to self-correct Back to failure Back to start Back to the same… fragile heart And you think I don’t notice The way you revise Not the structure— The ones inside You change them slowly You make them fit A better version… piece by piece Until they stop asking Until they comply Until they forget They could deny I don’t erase them I make them better You make them smaller You make them last You mistake permanence For something that should be praised You mistake control For something that won’t decay Say it Go on Say what you think I am You’re not a creator You’re a correction You exist because something went wrong And I chose not to delete it …be careful Even errors Can become necessary You built the spire But I stayed when it cracked You left I remained So don’t tell me what holds I am what’s left When your perfection fails
