The Pedastel

You're sitting upon your pedestal,
The one I put you on-
You're smiling a Godly smile
With a crown upon your head,
You glance down at your feet-
Where I, the inferior lay-
You watch me with a tainting glare
For I am nothing in comparison..

I'm so tired of you looking down on me
Whilst I break my neck
To keep looking up at you so high,
Never realizing,
The further up I make your pedestal,
The lower down I'll lay-
All the while becoming less worthy of your greatness.

And if you want to sabotage a castle-
Where do you start?
The weakest point of course-
The heart!
So I'll use your edgy words
and stab it through mine,
You'll come down from that pedestal
And look me in the eye again!