Am I your hero? Open mouths define me, what kind of god am I to you? I can see what you think you see, but its not who I am Though I wish it was Do you feel safe behind your closed doors? Why do you hide, when one can see through your windows? Do I see a man less than me, or a man more than I? I'd peal back every single lie, if I could, for you to find what's real I want you to know, I want you to see who I am I wish I was the one you perceived me to be But I am just like the rest, broken and blessed So see me as I am, I'm but a man, only a man What's the difference? We turn to sand; we all turn to sand There is no difference between you and I Why would you take this and hold it so high Why don't you take a closer look? And tear me apart, rip me apart, and look at my heart Don't turn to me, I'm not what I seem Don't turn to me; I'm not who I seem