Whatever Proves Me Wrong

Unlike a dick...

Life's always hard.

While looking up to you from under,

You look after me from above,

Perhaps from behind, sometimes.

I can't stop myself from wondering,

Held within insane curiosity,

Yet hold on to the belief,

That this must be the cure.

On my way. 

It is your world that I ask  to enter

And I've been waiting for so long

No more lyrics for tonight
Present me with the finest of your characters
ordered
As if you were a string

Define me as your sub()