Bragging Rights

There is a part of me that wishes you would say something
Just so you could know how I actually feel
I want you to say that you had a hand in this
Making me who I am
Acknowledging that you're proud of me
Based upon your own merit
Like you laid such a great foundation
And built a perfect son on it
Well I'm here to tell you what you really made
You created an altar out of stone and had them plastered
White and pure you laid the wood first
Shoving me on the pyre was what came next
Sacrificing me to fire and pain
Wolves encircled me to eat the remains
Yet I picked myself up and moved on
Building walls that you could never breach
With towers high to shoot arrows set aflame
These scars I wear are my bragging rights
Like tattoos with dates to remember a fallen friend
I'm the one who went through the storm
And came out clean on the other side
How dare you try to take what you didn't help me to get
You will receive what you deserve in the end
Shutting your eyes for one last time
The vision that forms is of a man with tears in his eyes
Laying out before you the lies you wouldn't let yourself see in life
A moving picture of a boy alone in a room with a gun to his head
You put me there says the voice from behind
How could you do this to your very own son
I stole my soul back from the devil
Reborn and ready to fight 
Funny how when times passes you are so quick to forget
But when the truth is spoken I see you getting feverish
Sick to your stomach knowing that I will never let this slip
My grasp on the truth held tight
So be weary of your son
He's coming back and not a moment too late
Ready to fire just light the match
Nothing will keep me from spewing this over abundant hate
Set yourself up for the fall because it's coming
Just open up that mouth