• Against me,
    against you,
    against the odds.

    Remember that feeling?
    the needle in your arm,
    but you'd lie.

    Against me,
    against time,
    against the inevitable.

    The blue sky,
    opening up above me,
    I'll reach up...

    Against me,
    against life,
    against the lies.

    Pull my fingers down -
    from the sky -
    the color, sticking to my skin.

    Against me,
    against struggling,
    against the "impossible."

    I remember when my fingers skimmed the sky -
    when I reached up,
    and stole the color.

    Against me,
    against color,
    against the facts.

    You lie to save your own skin,
    you tell the sweetest truth,
    you shed opinions like clothes.

    Against me,
    against them,
    against the majority.

    I have come away,
    from your trackmarks,
    perfect; unmarred; clean.

    Against me,
    against "it,"
    against the push.

    I am me and he is him and we are us -
    the beauty of the thing -
    and I remember...

    Against me.

    When he held my hand against him and we -
    we reached up -
    and stole color from the sky.